For many years, a decade in fact, we called our house in the woods outside of Nelson, the Doghouse for two reasons. One, when we first saw the house on a real estate listing a Border Collie was lying prominently in front of the house in the photo, and the second, because it was home to our beloved labrador, Kumo.
On Thursday, we pulled away from the Doghouse for the last time on our way to Australia. It was one of those bittersweet days that mix pleasure and pain. It is time for us to move on, but, we loved our 12 wooded acres, all the animals that inhabited the land, our community, the surrounding mountains, and our many friends. I took a last walk through the woods on our trails, Doug picked some blackberries from our burgeoning vine, and with a great deal of sadness we drove away.
"To everything there is a season." All the best in life to everyone we leave behind, I miss y'all already.
Leaving the Doghouse