This Christmas Cactus that will bloom without me, but I'm looking forward to putting the paperwhite bulbs I bought at Christian's store into a vessel with stones and water in the bottom to trick them into blooming in the house just in time for Christmas.
I'll miss decorating this (fake) feather tree, but I'm looking forward to cutting down a small cedar and propping it up on my still-unfinished front porch and decorating it.
I'll miss the light from the tall windows in our living room, but I'm looking forward to the light that floods Erika's and Christian's dining room this time of year.
I'll miss whichever of these things allows me to upload 17 photos to Blogger in less than 30 seconds rather than 30 minutes on our DSL connection in VA. There is nothing to look forward to about DSL.
I'll miss all the strange and wonderful things Glenn and I have collected, made and been given, but I'm looking forward to living with all the strange and wonderful things Erika and Christian have accumulated.
This counter space -- all. to. myself. -- I will miss it, but I'm looking forward to being with the three people who have so graciously allowed me to share their home, and their countertops, for the last 17 months.
Oh, I'll miss these girls, but I'm looking forward to seeing my three goat boys and all the other creatures on Snake Oak Farm.
These tangerines will ripen after I leave, but I'm looking forward to the kale and brussels sprouts and broccoli and root vegetables Erika and Christian are growing.
I'll miss this tree and our view of El Capitan mountain, but I'm looking forward to maples and oaks and hickories and the Blue Ridge Mountains in the distance.
All that I will be missing won't fit in one blog post -- not even with the help of a high speed internet connection!