June 17, 2006

I'm Gonna Miss This Place

Tonight is my last night in my Smith apartment.

I'm going to miss it.

The french doors, the hardwood floors, the windows (oh the windows), the nifty oldstyle ironing board that comes out of a small closet in the kitchen, the front porch where many fond memories were forged, the little market across the street where I shop every day and they know my name, the very short walk to downtown (i.e. cafes, food, and wine), the view up Bedford Terrace and the beautiful Smith buildings, the built-in pantry, the closet space, my enormous dining room, friends being right upstairs (good for a cup of sugar, a stick of butter, company, laughter, and sharing wine and chocolate)...

yeah, I'm going to miss this place.

(That's the view from our porch)

2 comments:

yob erewhon said...

among my daily prayers is the fervent hope that i'll shed my place. i know already that i'll miss it anyway: we lived in these places, and that's enough to have made them worthy of at least a little nostalgia.

perhaps your new place will be a thing of whirling vanilla gears and leicaflex progeny, and happy memories.

famjaztique said...

Ah, you have a new identity :) I know you.