|Wisteria over the front door to our new home|
Yesterday marked two years since we moved, swapping Stoke Newington for Suffolk.
Then as now the sun was shining as we traipsed up and down the path with the removal men, unloading our lives into a new home.
My memory of moving is tied up with the scent of roses, due to the enormous cloud of white blooms round the kitchen door. (photo on this post here)
This year they’re not out quite yet, although there’s an impressive array of buds ready to burst into flower.
Some of the other roses are already flowering though, including the pink roses next to the back door.
Sometimes it seems like we’ve hardly done anything since moving – I still have boxes left to unpack!
But we have done some stuff, like getting the outside of the house repainted, fixing slipped tiles, guttering, rotted window frames and broken bricks, fitting a woodburner and putting back three much-needed internal doors.
My husband and I reflected on how, apart from all the changes with work and schools, we’re now a bit more settled into our new environment.
When I took the children to the park yesterday, a mother I knew came to sit on the same bench and recommended other great places to go in nearby Ipswich. During the swimming class I could talk to another mother about the Couch to 5K running pogramme (posts here, here and here), and arrange a time for our children to play.
Later on my husband went out running with the Hadleigh Hares. On Sunday, the children are looking forward to revisiting the annual Duck and Raft Race near Toppesfield Bridge, now that my son has joined Beavers.
Who knows what the next year will hold, but we’re still enjoying our new life in Hadleigh.