I decided to make a huge life change a few months back. Probably almost 6 months ago now, though it wasn’t until the middle of March that plans actually came into action. I decided to move from my big city way of life, tiny apartment and busy street — from where I could walk to pretty much anything — down to the rural, southern part of my beautiful state, Minnesota. All in order to get back to my “roots”.
I love the city, I loved being close to everything, but I love fresh air and open spaces even more. The need to raise a garden and photograph the local “travel” scene and farming communities has called my name – and it’s exactly what I need!
Of course, with such a change, there are inevitable consequences, such as having all my belongings packed up into various corners of my parents’ homes, and having really no idea where anything is located. I bought a commercial building, that I plan to move into – someday. It needs so much love and work that I’m beginning to realize that I won’t be able to do that any time soon.
And so my life as a “nomad” begins :c) I’m bouncing from family member’s couch to spare rooms, while planting my garden and fixing up “my place”.
As anyone who has ever traveled or moved can probably attest- it’s SO MUCH WORK! Personally, the being “homeless” part of the nomad life is probably the hardest part. I’ve never been able to be a nomad on my journeys abroad, and I certainly wasn’t expecting it now — but at least I have my computer and now I will get back to posting!