A household move unleashes demons
I need to acknowledge right from the start that Iâ€™m moving from one great situation to another great situation. After six years living with Episcopal nuns on an organic farm, my husband and I find that we need to slow down a bit and give more space to the young people who come here to work and pray on the farm. Bill has been the farmâ€™s handymanâ€”a relentless job in this complex of old buildings and new gardens. Iâ€™ve served as the communityâ€™s priest, flower gardener and intern director. We will miss this gorgeous life of liturgy, laughter and close observation of nature with passionate people committed to the environment.
Now weâ€™re moving to our own home in Woodstock, New York, near many old friends. The house is a bit of a fixer-upper to keep Bill happy for a long time; for me, it means a landscape tabula rasa. I will continue teaching and writing. Itâ€™s a great move.
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