Holy cow, what a week.
Monday evening: Anna spots a very nice, brand new listing on realtor.ca
Tuesday evening: we attend a viewing and love it
Wednesday evening: the agent tells Anna an offer has been submitted already
Thursday evening: we view it again
Friday evening: Anna submits an offer
Saturday afternoon: her offer is accepted
And just like that, months ahead of schedule, Anna now owns a house. (Conditional on the house inspection and all that jazz, but still.) It is a beautifully renovated old house on a lovely parcel of land with an amazing view. Yes, I am jealous. But the best news is that it’s five minutes away, max.
Between all the house excitement and a last-minute trip to the vet with Evie (nothing critical, just a small sore that needs a bit of ointment) I haven’t had much of a chance to do a lot else.
I’ve been out picking flowers:
and checking on the asparagus, garlic, lettuce, chard, peas and strawberries, all of which are coming along nicely.
The spring migrants are here: last week, Merlin heard Baltimore Orioles, Eastern Kingbirds, Eastern Phoebes, Belted Kingfishers, Yellow Warblers, Great Blue Herons, Evening Grosbeaks, Pine Siskins, Indigo Buntings and Yellow-billed Sapsuckers in addition to all our usual crew.
Sunday afternoon, Foster spotted an injured American Goldfinch on the deck:
I think he is a breeding male, but I could be wrong. He must have flown into the last remaining plexiglass panel along the edge of the deck. Ugh, how we hate those things. We kept him warm and dry until he felt a bit better, then put him in an open-sided cage until he was ready to leave:
Foster saw him fly off, so other than the cracked beak, he must have been okay. Poor little guy, I don’t like his chances with such an injury, but here’s hoping he can learn to adapt.
I’ve been so tired every night that I haven’t read much and have only half-listened to ballgames because we’ve been discussing house stuff. After reminiscing a couple weeks ago about how much the kids (and I) liked the cartoon Phineas and Ferb, I ordered some DVDs from the library and we watched a few Sunday night, which was fun. Boy, did it take me back 15 years or so.