Stepping Out of the Boat

This is a not-so-great picture of a beautiful sunset oustide of our apartment. Exactly two weeks from today, we'll be moved out of our first home. It's quite sad, really. All of our rooms are looking less and less like a place where anyone would want to live. It no longer looks like "home" when we walk in the door, but more like an empty shell of an apartment with ugly carpet. We have loved every moment of our two years living in this little apartment. It's sad to say goodbye.

In a few weeks, we'll be saying goodbye to our faithful (although old) cars. Each one has its own quirks, and we'll really miss the freedom of having transportation, but we've been discussing the other kind of freedom we'll feel when we have no cars - no insurance payments, no oil changes, no new tires, no break downs - it will be nice. Our feet will be our primary mode of transportation, and that may be good for us.

Here is John with the Green Machine and Daisy.

We hope our families will benefit from our faithful cars.