![]() ![]() We keep mopping the floor and shining the windows, and putting every-darn-thing away as soon as we’re done with it (not such a bad thing really), while we ask the Universe to send us the right person at the right price at the right time to come and buy this property. We’re ready to move out of limbo and on to something more …certain.Īlthough Edward and I know where we want to be living when we sell this place, it could all fall through if the timing’s not right. We can’t relax fully into living here as we always have, fearing we’ll make too much mess to tidy up again for showings. So far we’ve had four potential buyers look at it, and one of those has already come for a second viewing. Plus a couple of agents came by to preview for an out-of-province client. For Edward and me, the idea of moving from winter into spring seems especially metaphorical too, as we have spent the winter preparing for a new beginning.Īs I wrote in my previous post, I have been feeling a little anxious being in my own “place of in-between” with this moving of home that we are engaged in, still living in our house at We Are One Farm, but not feeling like it’s ours anymore as it is decluttered and staged for sale. We in Nova Scotia feel like we’re between our idea of winter and spring, and some of us are getting impatient to move fully into the latter. I suppose in some parts of Canada this happens now (like in Victoria BC), but not on the east coast. Maybe that would feel even more confused as we like to equate spring with tulips and daffodils blooming and buds bursting on trees. I guess if we worked on the idea of the “meteorological” calendar, where seasons are determined by temperature cycles, we’d have already been into spring for three weeks by now (March, April, and May constituting spring in the northern hemisphere). It brought enough ice and freezing rain to cancel schools and necessitate snow plowing and shovelling once more. It also feels in-between because we’ve just had another snowfall, winter not yet releasing its grip. It wasn’t a huge one mind-you, but annoying nevertheless. Can’t be much more in-between than that I suppose. At the equinoxes the sun passes directly over the equator giving us daylight and darkness of equal length. The spring equinox, as well as the autumnal one, and the winter and summer solstices, is determined by the position of the sun relative to the earth in the astronomical calendar. As I start to write this it is the first day of spring, according to the astronomical calendar. Seems the “in-betweenness” of this time for me continues. The Place of In-Between Part 2 ~ Tea and Certainty. ![]()
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