That feeling of "home."

So we are on our last leg in the move to Edmonton. Being here in Saskatoon suddenly feels strange. It no longer feels like somewhere I belong. Yet Edmonton does not yet feel like somewhere I do belong. I feel like i'm sneaking behind the enemy lines hoping to blend in. I have no home, but I can see where my home will soon be.

Our house in Edmonton is beautiful. The house is about 3 years old (?) but looks as if no one has ever lived there save for a few impurities in the walls.. but no big concern.

The main floor has a kitchen, living room and washroom with lots of huge windows to let the suns glow in.

Upstairs we have 3 bedrooms and 2 washrooms. (one of the washrooms is off the master suite which we have chosen regan to occupy.)

And the basement is completely unfurnished. Just one huge room to satisfy our musical pleasures.

We are very excited about having a dishwasher in the kitchen. Regan and myself have a phobia pertaining to dirty dish water. Scary stuff.

I think I speak for all of us when i say all of our friends are welcome to visit. In fact, we look forward to the company.

Besides the friends that i already have, I plan on being a recluse in Edmonton. I hope to read lots of books and broaden my horizons musically.

We currently do not have internet connected as of yet... or a home phone. But i will be sure to spread the contact information once I have it.

Take care everyone,

Love Ash ~ Cedar's Bloom.