Out of that window was a wide open field of hay surrounded by trees, and mid-summer, someone came to cut the hay and roll it into bales to dot the landscape and catch the evening's magic golden light. Down the road a mile was Blooming Point Beach which went on forever.
I think the reason I like to move so much is that each house, each apartment is like a canvas to create a personal space. Now I'm going through this house room by room. I've painted five doors this week. It's a project that should last many years.
Seeing my PEI kitchen again has made me completely happy.