I haven't posted the past couple of weeks. It's easy to let something slip - honestly I don't know where the days are going. November 2018? Well - what's been happening?
Last weekend myself and the in-laws had a short road trip to Victoria to attend a friend's wedding. For me, it was more of an acquaintance than anything but it was an excuse to go to the next state over which I haven't really had a chance to explore previously. It was about a 7-hour commute -- longer on the way back, which included a stop at a quarantine station on the border where we collectively worked our way through the fruit we didn't consume while at our AirBnB. In the end there were minimal casualties, some mandarins and the dregs of a watermelon.
The time has come to find a new place to rent and I've been trying to find somewhere suitable. No one *really* likes moving but I'm more amenable to it than my other half. I just try to see it as an opportunity to start over and maybe with the new surroundings reinvigorate, motivate or kick start things you may have been putting off.
This week I share a classic love poem by Dante from a collection of poems I borrowed from the library. While the poem may, in part, refer to being reminded of an old love in the face of another, I like to take it in the slightly romantic notion of coming across someone you felt you have known in other lifetimes.
Sudden Light
I have been here before,
But when or how I cannot tell:
I know the grass beyond the door,
The sweet keen smell,
The sighing sound, the lights around the shore.
You have been mine before --
How long ago I may not know:
But just when at that swallow's soar
Your neck turned so,
Some veil did fall -- I knew it all of yore.
Has this thus before?
And shall not thus time's eddying flight
Still with our lives our love restore
In death's despite
And day and night yield one delight once more?
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
This week's roundup is being hosted by Michelle over at Today's Little Ditty. Have a great weekend :)
