The skies have been beautiful lately.
As the year starts to chill into mid-winter, the evenings fade into shades of pink and lavender.
The other day was a lovely purply-to-blue sunset.
This evening, the clouds took up the hue.
Our housing future has been looking a bit cloudy.
We had another open house last Saturday. There didn’t seem to be anyone who put an offer in, but an investor from the first open house did…twice. Both offers were refused.
This Monday we got our notice to leave.
It seems the owner wants us out anyway.
We’ve looked at one place so far, which looked good online.
It…was not.
There are others bookmarked, so we’ll see how that goes 🙂
In the meantime…
we wait.
And trust.
And probably, at some point, pack.
But the moon still rises, bright in the purple blue.
And the sun throws out its fire, as it leaves for another day.
Whatever the day, there is always hope in the world.
1000 Fields of Roses 
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