It’s been quiet around this here blog and I’ll tell you the reason why – we’re moving – across the country – to Huntington, WV. I’m used to moving, I’m the master at moving, the clearing out, the massive yard sale, the selective selling of other things in other venues, packing, filling up the u-haul. I can move with one arm tied behind my back.
But, it’s what we’re leaving that is making it so hard to even say “moving” out loud. The friends who have become family, the best neighbors in the world, a school my son loves and thrives at, and The Wooden Cow – my baby – who’s only just a toddler still – still figuring things out there,and discovering it’s possibilities and it’s limitations.
An yet, the more I find out about Huntington, WV the more excited I become. This is a town that is working to remake itself, striving to become more that the railroad town it began as. Revitalization is it’s buzzword and I am looking forward to being a part of a community that is actively looking create a better version of itself. And the art community is small but active, and I hope to contribute as much as possible to it. I know the skills I’ve honed at The Cow will be useful in pushing Huntington’s artist community forward.
You will! You will help create a community of artists! They will be so glad you’ve come! But oh, the moving part, especially when you leave behind so much you love. Hard, hard, hard – maybe harder for me than you. I am a terrible mover.
And that door! This is my 2nd door tonight to fall in love with, but this one is more fabulous, I think – another door! Love that!