I bought my house out of hock yesterday, for the second time. I took that photo last Friday, looking up into a tree in our back yard, in anticipation of the event.
It’s springtime here in Phoenix, mid-seventies every day. That lighter green stuff is pollen, richly redolent with the sticky scent of vegetable love. There were stiff breezes on Saturday, and that pollen came cascading to the ground like green snow.
I love this house, this land, this home. I’d hate to lose it. Not so easy to hang onto it, lately, but it’s very much worth it to me. “Beloved over all,” says Kipling, and I’ll defend it with everything I have within me.
Brian Brady says:
That’s really good news. I had hoped you would be sharing a happy ending
January 26, 2011 — 1:14 pm
Greg Swann says:
> That’s really good news. I had hoped you would be sharing a happy ending
Thanks. @PhoenixBargains hit 50,000 tweets tonight. Total coincidence, but cool, anyway.
January 27, 2011 — 12:07 am
Tom Royce says:
Great news. The road to an outstanding life is never easy, but it sure does make the trip interesting.
As always, cheering for you!
January 27, 2011 — 8:56 am
Greg Swann says:
Bless you, Tom. Thanks.
January 27, 2011 — 9:08 am
Teri says:
😀
January 27, 2011 — 5:38 pm
Thomas A B Johnson says:
You Sir, deserve to share a nice Maker’s Mark in the shade with your lovely bride. hounds at your feet.
January 27, 2011 — 11:46 pm
Greg Swann says:
> Maker’s Mark
Too much cask. I like Old Bushmills a lot and Red Breast even more.
The first property we will manage is showing well, on the bubble of its first lease.
January 28, 2011 — 12:01 am