On July 1, quite a few decades ago, I moved to Texas, out near Abilene. Then a few years later, I was lucky to visit my sister in Austin, and fell in love with this beautiful city in central Texas. It felt like home from the first moment I arrived. It had a population of only about 300,000 then, and was easy to get around. I never felt overwhelmed by the size, as I do now, and it always had so much variety, both in things to do and in the people who lived here. I love that and I loved the somewhat warped sense of humor that Austin has. Austin is a survivor, as I’ve seen through many down-turns in the economy. It has re-defined itself from one industry to the next and always comes out on top. I admire that attitude and that determination.
While I am sad to be leaving Austin and leaving Texas, I am so looking forward to living along the Eastern coast. We will be able to travel and to see the New England states, and the museums in D.C., and the coastal towns up and down the Atlantic. We will be in North Carolina, we think, and I’m thrilled at the generally cooler weather, but not extended extremes of temperature like so many states have.
Another new chapter in our lives begins, and I’m truly looking forward to painting new sights and hopefully having a lot more time devote to art.