Trading Places – A new life in the city!

OFF TO CHURCH ON OUR LAST SUNDAY IN THE SOUTHWEST  IMG_1136

A FAREWELL PARTY

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It’s been almost 3 months since we made the big move. My hope of one day becoming a full time blogger is on the back burner as reality of the new season hits home and my new role as chief bread winner takes its place.

OUR NEW ABODE

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IN THE EVENING LIGHT AS WE SET OUT FOR A STROLL

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I HAVE A GRAPEVINE IN THE BACKYARD

I’ve traded the sound of cows, morning foxes and croaking frogs for the rolling rhythm of trains on tracks, banter of the resident Willie Wag Tails and the hum of busy lives to-ing and fro-ing between work, cafes and home.  I’ve actually become quite fond of the sound of the train as is starts it’s early morning jaunt signalling the beginning of a new day telling me I can sleep for a little longer…..but only a little longer because I’ve also traded ‘homemaker’ for ‘bread’ winner.

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YESTERDAY COWS IN MY BACKYARD – TODAY A GRAPEVINE

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We use to go out for an early morning or late arvo meander in the Wetland but we’ve traded that for a regular stroll to the local Cafe.

YESTERDAY’S WETLANDS

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One night we happened upon a rather large street festival so immersed ourselves in the event enjoying the balmy evening, a concert and a coffee.

TODAY’S CITY STREETS

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So it’s the cows for the grapevine and wetlands for the Jacaranda. God knew I loved Jacaranda trees so kindly gave me a street lined with them. The purple flowers are still in bloom and lay  their carpet for me each day. Even the grapevine reminds me of my love for Italy and sends its message to not forget her and to practise my Italian. I sigh sweetly to myself and thank God for the little things that bring me joy along this journey because the journey hasn’t actually been that easy and although it hasn’t been all I imagined I remind myself the of lesson I learnt long ago that “Life is nothing like the brochure”.  So I just smile to myself and look for the good along the way.

WHO KNOWS – ONE DAY I MIGHT GET TO SPEND SUMMERS IN ITALY

IMG_1267_2It’s great to dream and to breathe in life to it’s fullest and even when things are quite what you hoped for one should never give up.   You can often hear us say to each other as we reflect on this new season….. “Drink the Cup…Just Drink the Cup” and so that is what we will do while we breathe in every moment and wait for this season to pass.

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9 thoughts on “Trading Places – A new life in the city!

  1. Beautiful pictures and words make it all seem very idyllic which I am sure it is not, at least some of the time. I wish I could see my life through the lens of a camera! I hope all is going well. Glad that you have found a cute, even though small house in which to live and a job to enable you to be the breadwinner. I am so happy that our Lord is taking care of you and that He knows the beginning from the end. People here miss you and N.

  2. Oh Steph, your blogging is so full of the poinancy of releasing that which has been and embracing of that which is ahead. Very poetic and touching – thanks for sharing this with others (me). God bless you heaps and strengthen you for the next chapter that is unfolding and not yet written. Much love, Anni

  3. Beautifully written and photographed Steph… Yes, certainly a different journey than originally thought, but remember ‘it ain’t over till the fat lady sings!’… And I’m going on a diet!! Ha… This is merely a detour, a side track… He still has great plans for you guys, but maybe its ‘smell the roses/trains’ time for a bit too… I was just looking through our pics on my FB page from Italia, when you guys came over.. And it feels like a lifetime ago… Our hearts were intrinsically linked with you guys for a reason… And I believe there’s still some journey ahead for the Kara/ Casadio connection… Love you guys… Keep looking up, as you always do… Blessing is around the corner… Hugs bella.. Xxx

    1. Sure was Deb, and what an adventure that whole Italia thing was…etched forever. Would so love to immerse myself in it more and take the kids on an adventure one day! One day at a time…I’m sure there are plenty of adventures ahead and who knows where they’ll lead.

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