And now that the word is out that we're moving, a nearby nursery is closing up and their multi-acre parcel will be built on.
Since they're adjacent to a park with woodland, they've always allowed people to walk through their groves. But that walk through the woods will soon become a walk past a retirement community.
Good thing we won't be around or they might think we belong there, like we're dinosaurs or something.
The owners are keeping one corner of the land, where they'll build a new house. I hope they keep the beautiful old trees and rhododendrons.
And I hope the bulldozers don't spark any fires in this hot, dry summer. Even the squirrels are worried about that.
Here's me, although in a different location on my lunch break. I'm wearing the same clothes I wore here, and I'm using the little red gingham bag I got from Bella (seen here) to carry my lunch.
This must be when I turned to watch the minutes running past me, saying "You're going to be late!" I think I sat back and stayed a little longer.
Val
