Transition Time

The paparazzi gather for the photo op.

I went directly from the regional Mennonite spiritual directors retreat to the airport, meeting John there for a flight to Alberta, Canada. His parents recently sold the house where they have lived for nearly 50 years, at 7103- 111th Street, Edmonton.

We were there, along with the rest of John's siblings and a few of the grandchildren, to help with a three day yard sale. Ike and Millie had done an amazing job preparing for it, putting prices on things and displaying them attractively -- we repeatedly heard people say, "This is the best organized garage sale I've ever seen."

Yard sale time.

After three long days and a good amount of sales, we were glad to have a day of rest at Jan and Brent's house, celebrating Mother's Day and various birthdays, singing from a familiar family songbook, and enjoying Alberta skies and early spring weather.

Singing "My Grandfather's Clock" - complete with clock halo.

On Monday, we made the first step of moving things to the new condo. Years ago, Ike inherited a grandfather clock from his great-uncle and it made the trip to Alberta safely. Now it has made the move across town and was the first piece to get set up in the new space. This past weekend the rest of the household items followed.  John and I will need to learn a new address, for those times when we send an actual letter, instead of an email. Transitions.