Friday fun

It's friday. I admit I am phoning it in. Have a great start to the weekend! Oh, and make sure to check in tomorrow..

Quick laughs

Friends

Happy Wednesday! It has been an emotional week for the What time is o'clock folks. Here's hoping the upcoming days continue to be positive. I think we need a few more late night parties! It is always fun sharing time with you. Thank you all for your friendship, let the laughs continue! 😍

Exciting plans!

I couldn't stay in the States, can't face living in France without Peter, what to do?

Luckily, I have a large family in Spain, where I'll be able to enjoy better weather than here, and excellent free healthcare! I'm going to live in Granada.

I have already arranged the trip, booked my flight, and will be in Spain by the end of the month.

Jan, the friend who welcomed me to her home in France, left on vacation last Friday, to visit friends and family in England and Wales, then going for a week in Lanzarote, Canary Islands. I'm looking after her two adorable dogs and her home until she gets back.

Then it will be au revoir France, hola España! Olé!

The white dog is Scruff, the black one is Réglisse (licorice in French), both very appropriate names...

Here are some pictures of Granada:

Not bad, eh? I still plan to spend time in Miami, in the winter! I'm very excited about the move.

To Everything, There Is A Season...

Early Sunday morning, my dear father passed away.  I am trying my best to be thankful that we had him for so long.  After my mom's death, I always considered the time he remained with us to be a gift.  But to be truthful, this ain't easy.

My parents were the most generous people I have ever known-- always offering a funny comment, genuine empathy, or just a listening ear.  As New England Protestants, they were never big on physical displays of affection after us kids became adults, but we understood how much they loved and supported us.  The first time I brought DH home to meet my folks, he shoveled their entire driveway from the overnight blizzard.  After, DH went inside and had a long conversation with my dad in the living room.  As we were leaving, my mom whispered to me "Dad just said 'Finally, she brought someone home who I can talk to!' "  Yes, I married someone just like my dad, an MIT nerd with a big heart.  I last saw my father about 12 hours before he passed.  I told him that he was the best dad I could ever have asked for, and that's why I chose someone just like him.

I wanted to add some photos of my garden to this post.  My parents were so proud of how we transformed our drab, suburban house and gardens into something more modern and appropriate for a couple of architects and their boys.

Turn! Turn! Turn! The Byrds

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time to every purpose, under heaven

A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time to every purpose, under heaven

A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time to every purpose, under heaven

A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time to every purpose, under heaven

A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time for love, a time for hate
A time for peace, I swear it's not too late