So this is the view this afternoon from my clothesline, up on the top deck. It's HOT today. I can feel the breath of summer on the breeze and I'm looking forward to a season of beaches, swimming and cruising the bays.
If I turn around a bit I can see the beach where we walk. I'm loving living down here, smack bang in the middle of a community. It's a big contrast to living so rurally. I get to say good morning to ten people before I've had breakfast sometimes.
However, while it's peaceful and beautiful outside, inside is another story. We spent the first couple of weeks just moving in what we needed, taking it easy, getting used to it all. Now we are working as hard as we can to clean out our house so we can get it tenanted (and get some rent coming in).
So now my life is boxes, decisions and organising. Ug. It amazes me how much stuff we've collected over the last five years in our house - and I am not a hoarder either.
My fabric and quilting studio equipment is causing a bit of a headache. Thankfully my mother in law, who lives just up the road, has generously let me borrow cupboard space for fabric until I get a bit more sorted. I'm seriously looking into renting some sort of studio space locally. We'll see.
So still very little quilting being done, but I'm trying to be very zen about that.