LIVING HERE

We love this place.
We love the Hawaiian skirts that Kara made for our neighbourhood party.  We love the way the sun comes up inside the house - golden rectangles of light moving across the vanilla walls. We love the deep blue tiles that we walk on every morning in the bathroom.

Ta-Daaaa!

On an evening of slumped shoulders - an evening of feeling burnt-out by housebuilding, our friend Phil Cohen informed us that we had missed a step:
At the end of a process, no matter how you feel, he said, you have to say "Ta-Daaaa!"
 

Remember this
As you go through life
Performing your own small feats of prestidigitation.
No matter what happens,
Even on your deathbed,
Even if there is no house band,
Or for that matter an audience,
Don't forget to go
TA DA
And take a bow.

Phil Cohen, Wakefield Village Poet
Website click here
(on his website you can hear an audio file of Phil reading this poem)

The End, for now. Except for the really important CONTACT information ...

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