Change is good, blah blah blah. I get that. I do. I just hate to say goodbye to some things.
This was the view from our front yard for over two and a half years:
Sometimes, this was our view: (you may have seen this somewhere before):
The first year we saw an awful lot of this:
That part wasn’t so fun. Swans are on the mean side, and they make copious amounts of poo.
Although we were cramped into a 640 square foot cottage, we loved it. Mr. Cygknit joked to the landlords that if they’d just build a second story we would stay. Once Em got mobile there was no choice but to move, though. A pond in your front yard and a dam/waterfall by the parking spaces + an almost-toddler is a bad mix. We moved last weekend, into a converted barn on a good deal of well-kept land. There’s no pond in the front yard, though there’s a good bit of wildlife.
It just isn’t the same without the swans.
Cygknit 