Not A Good Week

This little garage is just down at the end of the block, but it looks like it could be on some forgotten farm.
In a week of way too much sad and bad news (the sudden death of a friend's daughter, more grim health news for another friend), I'm having the hardest time with the latest news: our neighbors, since 1992, are moving away. Neighbors I never dreamed would leave. Vicki is my Pilates teacher and all around inspiration for living a healthy life. Every Thursday morning for at least ten years I have walked kitty-corner across the street for an hour of Pilates that often included great political, environmental, etc., discussions. How can that just disappear! But it will, and life will go on and be just fine, it just caught me off-guard.