As September approaches and the gardens wind down a bit (though there are still tomatoes to roast!) I have been reflecting on the summer. It was an interesting summer here. The weather was mixed. We had some hazy, hot and humid days (NOT my favorite) and some nice days. We got enough rain and the gardens, for the most part, did well.
And amazingly, we lost very few veggies to the local wildlife.
Peter was joined by his cousin Benjamin and his sisters Flopsy, Mopsy and Cottontail, but they mostly ate grass.
The girls enjoyed the big run, had lots of treats and laid lots of eggs.
They had no adventures with hawks or other wildlife thank goodness.
Merlin dozed in all the best places.
And seemed content as only cats can.
Unlike last summer when he had a broken ankle, Bill is back to mowing the lawn.
So I have not had to. THAT has been nice!
But Fergus seems much older this summer.
Last summer, despite the fact that he had been diagnosed with cancer in the Spring, he was himself. He walked every day, swimming in all his favorite places and dozing peacefully the rest of the day. I had hoped for another summer like that. But he is aging rapidly. It is noticeable. He still walks and swims..but not from the steep banks any more. He has trouble getting on his couch sometimes and the heat has been hard for him. We know he is going. And we know what a hole he will leave in our hearts. Life without Fergus is hard to imagine.
We have been thinking about an old dream and wondering. For years we had dreamed of retiring to Ireland. But things got in the way and then Ireland got very expensive. We gave up on the dream and settled into Brookwood Shire. Bill took up photography and I started putting in gardens, got baby chicks and made our little cottage as cozy as I could. We expected to stay here forever. But we have never liked winters in New England and they seem to get harder as one ages. Last winter, we began to question our decision to remain New Englanders. We began to talk again about Ireland. Prices have come down somewhat since the recession….could we trade Brookwood Shire for a cottage there? Could we start again with new gardens…new hens (the girls could not come with us though a friend has offered to take them)…could we put Merlin on a plane? I am not sure. But it has been on my mind a lot.
So there may be changes in our future. When “we don’t have Fergus anymore” (and I am still hoping that is a ways in the future) we are thinking of spending some time in Ireland..a month? 6 weeks? Just to see how it feels, look at property and test the waters.
So we shall see what happens. It is both exciting and quite daunting. But it could be the adventure of a lifetime.
I will keep you posted. 🍀