Migrations


At the end of May, and the end of the university semester, our daughter moved out of her student hall of residence - pictured above. By happy coincidence I had been in the same town for work that day, so once my meetings were over I joined daughter and son (who had come through from his university town to help his sister) in The Big Pack.  We filled suitcases and bags and boxes, and ferried them to the car.  Then during the evening my husband arrived with the bigger car (and roofbox) and we filled more suitcases and bags and boxes....

It was a soft, golden evening, the first warm evening of this grudging Spring.  And so happy, with all of us together again.  We drove home through lush farmland and a sunset which proved impossible to capture from a moving car, even tho I wasn't driving.  A couple of weeks later we are in the final stages of shoehorning the contents of one hall of residence room into our house.

Where has this year gone?  Time is flying far too fast.  Perhaps it's the comings and goings that seem to make everything accelerate.  We have our daughter at home for a few more precious days before she leaves for a summer job abroad.  As I write, our son is on a bus somewhere in Croatia, and then he will be home two days after his sister leaves, and preparing for his university graduation.  I am beginning to think of my children as the migrating swallows and swifts which mark the start and end of summer each year.


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  1. Yes - that sounds like my kids too. They are forever coming and going in time with school breaks. But my daughter just graduated from college, so she's out in the world for good now.

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    1. Congratulations to your daughter, Linda, and to you in the support role!

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  2. At least they do stop in at home.

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    1. Very true, Michelle, we are lucky.

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  3. A lot of tooing and froing going on at your place!

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    1. It has ALMOST been enough to make me buy a tumble drier. But not quite...

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  4. Having everyone under the same roof, even fleetingly, is such a joy. I remind myself of our old border collie, on walks never satisfied until she had us all together in a tight bunch.

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    1. Yes, that's me, and yet at the same time I know they must go away. We had an email this morning from our daughter, now in Canada for the summer. She sounded so happy.

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  5. It's nice that your children like to come home. I think you did a good job of capturing the sunset, too.

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    1. I wouldn't flatter myself that it was my cooking, Christine!

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  6. That's a sad but beautiful thought.

    Your daughter's halls look a lot nicer than mine were in Cardiff.

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    1. These halls used to be a hotel. The conversion has led to some quirky features. My old halls in Aberdeen have now been demolished - I didn't think they were that bad!

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  7. I know what you mean! Our children are the same way. Youngest daughter will leave for Costa Rica in two weeks while a son will be coming home from Russia two days later. Another son serving in the US Army is stationed in Kuwait and will be home in September. In and out, in and out.

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