Relative Something

In the afterglow of a wonderful Thanksgiving day, highlighted by visiting family and friends, we are feeling a renewed sense of wonder for this place that has become our home. A home that we now share with two newly adopted cats. I am immediately reminded of our cats by the sound of one of them getting a drink of water, as I write. Unfortunately, Mozyr is dipping his nose into my cup of water on the end table to my right, to get that drink.

Hey, at least he’s showing confidence to be out from under our bed.

Actually, both cats have been doing really well with all the clamor and confusion from our hosting of a number of guests who have been infiltrating their space, just days after they have had the chance to learn this is their new home.

We are in this together, the cats and us, getting used to this ‘new home’ thing.

This beautiful paradise is our home?! Yes, indeed, kitties, it is.

Some of our first-time visitors of the last couple of days have inquired about which space we tend to spend the most time, and it occurred to me that we haven’t had enough time yet to give all the spaces a fair test. We love all of the different rooms. For just the two of us, we certainly have more rooms than we need. We didn’t really succeed in downsizing from our previous home.

We like sitting in the sunroom in the early light of morning, and at the kitchen counter of the center island whenever there is food-related activity going on. Climbing the wooden spiral staircase to our loft always gives a thrill, and the space up there is so appealing, it is hard to come back down. Since we started using the living room fireplace, where we have some new furniture, the thrill of sitting there and basking in the views through double doors on either side, as well as the glow of the fire, itself, is a big attraction. We logged a bit of extra time in the bedroom, hanging out with the cats when they first arrived, and that room has won increasing favor in our hearts.

They are all great spaces.

It has been a blessing to already have had the opportunity to enjoy hosting overnight guests on multiple occasions. This place deserves to be filled with the extra energy that additional people bring when they visit, and more so when they can stay a while.

I think that is a nice way to put this space to good use.

The icing on our cake is, after guests head home, we get to remain. And the space grows quiet, wrapping around us, and cradling us in all its amazing, glorious beauty.

Then, one of the cats slides around a corner at break-neck speed, claws trying to find purchase in the ceramic tiled floor, reacting to something that neither Cyndie nor I can see, or hear.