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At home

Winter 'lion
Winter ‘lion

Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.

~ Edith Sitwell

Recognize this place?  (The pond at Breezy Acres in the Bogs.)
Recognize this place? (The pond at Breezy Acres in the Bogs.)

M and I are home, and for the first time since the big move, I can honestly and truly say I am happy to be here.  Even with all the chaos of the renovations, it’s good to be home.

Reflecting on home
Reflecting on home

I had a wonderful time visiting with family.  I was hoping to see some friends as well, but there wasn’t enough time to fit in everyone and everything.

Nesting in the chaos
Nesting in the chaos

It was lovely being back in the Bogs, and I enjoyed walking around the pond again.  It was during my walk around the pond that I realized that Breezy Acres, at least for now, is no longer home.  Home is here, at the Wabi-Sabi Ranch.

Breezy Acres is changing, becoming less familiar to me.  Some of the changes are not so good, and will require us to talk with the new neighbors about property lines.  I don’t know what it is about the property lines there.  Every time someone new moves in next door, we have to go out and show them where their property ends and ours begins.  The new neighbors, who I hear are very nice, have been clearing some trees and allowing their son to ride an ATV down to the creek.  Some of the clearing and tracks are on our property.  I was sorry to see the trees cleared.  The dead (and live) trees that were removed housed quite a few birds and other critters.

A winter flower arrangement
A winter flower arrangement

One of the first things I noticed on my walk was the lack of birds.  It happened to be a fairly warm day, and usually there are lots of birds out and about.  I did not see one bird anywhere around the pond that day.  Not one.  Strange.

The pond at sunset
The pond at sunset

Back here on the Wabi-Sabi Ranch, the trees are loaded with birds.  I was hanging up laundry this morning when hundreds of blackbirds landed in the loblolly pines in the backyard.  There were quite a few Red-winged Blackbirds in the group.  I’m not used to seeing them in winter.  They are a harbinger of spring in the Bogs.  I was excited to see the occasional flash of red as the flock took off.

One last look at the beautiful sunset we had during our visit to the Bogs.
One last look at the beautiful sunset we had during our visit to the Bogs.

It’s time for me to wrap this up and get caught up with things here at home.  Thank you so much for visiting.  Pardon the mess.  We still have a lot of work to do on the house, but I’m happy to say it has miraculously turned into home rather than just a house we’re working on.

I hope you and your family had a wonderful holiday.  Or a wonderful week if you were not celebrating anything in particular.

Swimming away.  (At an indoor water park.)
Swimming away. (At an indoor water park.)

Be good, be kind, be loving.  Just Be.  🙂



Robin is a photographer, artist, writer, wife, sometime poet, mom, grandma, daughter, sister, friend, and occasional traveler currently living on the Eastern Shore of Maryland. She finished a 365 commitment to get outside every day in 2011, and has turned it into a lifelong commitment taking one or more walks each day. Robin will continue to share her walks through her words and images on Breezes at Dawn. Older posts can be found at Life in the Bogs, her previous blog. Robin and her husband are in the midst of renovating the house and property they refer to as the Wabi-Sabi Ranch, 35 acres that include marsh, a dock on a tidal creek, meadows, and woodlands. Every day brings new discoveries.

27 thoughts on “At home

  1. Welcome home Robin. It is amazing how quickly a much-prepared for holiday goes by, isn’t it? 24 hours ago my home was filled with guests and mess and food and chaos. Much of the food and mess are still here, lol, but it is only the girls and me tonight. Whic, to use the wise words of our friend Carol, is enough.


  2. Perhaps the kitchen was the tipping point for you to feel you are home now. I’m glad it feels like that, but also glad you got to visit family back in Ohio. I wonder if the changes back there caused the birds to leave? Seems strange there weren’t ANY though.

    Well, now we can settle in for the long stretch of winter…unless…was that a dandelion up top there? Could it be the first sign of….well….spring??


    1. Thank you, Dawn. 🙂 I thought it was strange not to see ANY birds, too. Perhaps they were out in the meadows, gathering seeds. As for the dandelion being a sign of spring, I have a feeling it’s not. I noticed that the dandelions here on the Eastern Shore do not like hot weather. They started popping up and blooming once it cooled off.


    1. Thank you, George. 🙂 I agree — home is wherever happiness resides. I had to rediscover that the hard way, and relearn that Happy comes from the inside, not the outside.


  3. Returning always carries mixed emotions, but the good news is that the trip to the Bogs helped you feel at home on the ranch … and that is a good thing. Thanks for the beautiful pics … and strangely to me, the nest is the one that captured my attention the most.


    1. Thanks, Marie. 🙂 We’ll have to work on the property line situation when it dries up out there. It was too mushy and boggy to go traipsing around back there during this visit, and we’ve found it helps to walk the property line with those who trespass rather than just tell them. Hopefully we can take care of it on our next trip out.


  4. Ahhh, that wonderful feeling of being “at home”! Even though I am on vacation, I’m feeling more “at home” here than in my actual apartment back in Victoria. That must be a sign to cultivate a better/more sacred home space when I’m back in the real world and moving forward into 2014.

    (And so sorry to hear about there being no birds back at Breezy Acres. In one way, it helps you to feel more at ease and at home now on the east coast, but in another way… it’s still sad to hear.)


    1. I think it’s an inner feeling, Dana, and it’s one I could have cultivated sooner, but I guess I had to relearn certain lessons. Whatever the case, it’s good to finally feel at home. 🙂


  5. Hi. I could write tomes about boundaries. My Dad argued constantly with neighbors over lines and who did what where. Here, our property is big and what I can’t see, I only fuss about when I come across it. A few years ago our neighbors’ nephews rolled my picnic table a hundred yards down our trail. You should have heard me giving them the riot act in French!!! In the end, the neighbors were the best folks ever! Two years ago, another group of boys disassembled and moved our (big) metal bridge to use as a fort. My husband dragged it all back and bolted it back together and they moved it again. The next year (sort of sad) they were too old to play in a fort so they left it alone. A happy note – my new next door neighbors planted a line of apple trees along our boundary, so now I can walk beside the fence when they bloom and pretend they are mine!!!! Jane


Comments are delightful and always appreciated. I will respond when I can (life is keeping me busy!), and/or come around to visit you at your place soon. Thank you!

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