But I have missed life here at Critically Yours. I can't promise this means I'm back to blogging twice a week... the next few months promise much more chaos. But I'm hoping to post more frequently. Just consider any posts in the near future to be a pleasant surprise!
Speaking of planning an international move, last week my stand partner in my community orchestra asked me what special mementoes from Bristol I would be bringing back to the US. The question took me completely off guard, because the past few weeks have been all about slash and burn--making plans to get rid of practically everything in the apartment! I guess I'm not a very sentimental person. I've got great memories of my time in Bristol, hopefully lifelong friends, and a shelf full of author friends' books. That seemed plenty to me--but I've been thinking about my friend's question ever since.
And good thing, too. Saturday was my final rehearsal and concert with the Brunel Sinfonia, and the viola section had a little presentation to say goodbye. They gave me a framed poster for our last concert, and a Bristol blue glass vase.
Bristol blue glass is a vibrant blue, wholly unique and beautifully crafted. It's expensive, too, which is why I've never bought any for myself--but when I opened the box the section gave me, my friend's question came back to me, and I was totally touched knowing that I now had a very special bit of Bristol to bring back with me.
So ever since then, I've been thinking about the inevitable process of saying goodbye. Yesterday I stopped by the bookstore to pick up goodbye gifts for my Reading Buddies I volunteer with at a local primary school. On the way home, I walked past Nelson Street, which last summer was the site of a massive graffiti project. I've passed it on the bus numerous times, walked by bits and pieces, but I've never actually walked down the street and taken it all in. I figured this time might be my last chance.
Here's some of the photos I took:
Looking down Nelson Street:
A close-up of the whale:
Walking down the street:
This is me turning onto the side street, Bridewell:
And on the main drag, Rupert Street:
I'm sure I'll be posting more in the coming weeks about saying goodbye. In the meantime... welcome back!