Before pulling up the stakes and moving to new pastures it is compulsory to reflect on the past three and a half years. This weekend offered a quick and quiet look of what has come and is now gone.
This weekend Henry played his first piano recital.
His performance was short and sweet and altogether perfect.
The previous day Hank skied his last day of the season.
There might have been 20 other people skiing Champex-Lac, many of whom, I imagine, were skiing their last day as well. It was altogether perfect as well.
Two songs to celebrate firsts and lasts. Two songs about love and relationships and how awkward it is trying to manage them both. I don't really dance much, but this time I did. I was glad that I did this time.
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