Every Sunday morning, I sit down with a cup of coffee and write a letter to Cara and Colin. It is a quiet little ritual that I have really come to enjoy.
They've made a lot of changes to their home, and it has been fun to watch the garden take shape, new carpets going down, new furniture coming in one piece at a time. There's always something going on there.
I wondered if I could see the new plantings at the front of their house, so I google mapped their address, and saw the little road that I walked to go downtown and explore the little shops. I wandered up the cul-de-sac that led to their front door. It did not show their changes, but when I glanced at the date I saw that it was March 2022.
I arrived at their house at the end of February, and stayed for all of March. As silly as it sounds, it tickles me to look at the google map and the pictures of their house, their car parked in the front yard, and mull the idea in my mind that it is quite possible that I was actually inside their house as the picture was taken.