It's June which means a whole new crop of birds have just graduated from high school and are about to leave the nest . . . Congratulations! (It also means we are entering our summer market.) Baby birds no longer, these kids are about to soar - some off to college in distant locals, while others will take a gap year, volunteering as they defer their higher education.
"So tell me what you do," I said to Sarah as we met outside of Peet's on Piedmont Avenue. Sarah and I are in a professional networking group together and these one-to-one sit downs are part of our homework, outside the regular Tuesday lunch meetings.
"I'm a trust and estates lawyer," Sarah said with a smile, her elderly dog on her lap, "I help people disperse their assets and plan their affairs."
On Wednesday evening, I held a staff-appreciation party for our GRUBB Co. colleagues in my recently completed garden (and by recently, I mean the exterior lights were going in that very day)! With contributions from many of my co-workers, including DJ and John (our Brokers), there was plenty to eat and drink and the evening could not have gone better. It's events such as these that remind me why we work so hard to create a place to call "home" and why sharing it with others is even more rewarding.
It's not every day I get a good laugh, but I did last week while at Calm Salon for an overdue 3-hour Keratin treatment. Tucked in for the long haul (don't ask; my hair is extremely high-maintenance), I had one interesting conversation after another with the ladies of Piedmont as they came and went in turn. (Think Forest Gump on the bus bench).
"Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're going to get."
"Where do you live now?" I asked the interested young couple, with toddler in tow, who'd come to visit me at the end of last weekend's open house and were clearly smitten with my latest listing ; a cool Mid-Century. (What's not to love?)
'We're in Oakmore," they said, "but we should have bought in Piedmont. This is exactly what we want."
It's a story I can easily relate to.
Remember the Movie: You've Got Mail? (If you're a man, of course you don't. If you're a woman, you've memorized it by now.) In this charming romcom, a BIG-box book store, "Fox Books," has opened up and is threatening to drive the little book store, "The Shop Around the Corner," out of business.
It's my anniversary this weekend so I'm reflecting on the MANY years Cliff and I have been married. Honestly, 27 years has flown by (for better or for worse), and I'm grateful for every minute of it. (Well, almost every minute of it. Cliff's untimely muscle tear the week before our wedding meant we had to postpone the honeymoon!)
I'm learning the hard way that puppies and gardens don't really mix. Not that I didn't have a sneaking suspicion before picking up this brown little bundle, it's just that when you know your home is about to be put on public display, you really want it to look its best.
More rain?!? Enough already. My new yard can't absorb much more. With news that the drought has officially been declared "over" due to the highest recorded rainfall in decades, it's comforting to know that we can run our sprinklers once again (although we may not need to for some time). Now can Governor Brown please let the clouds know? While I'm deeply grateful for the abundance of precipitation this year, can I just state for the record that I'm more than ready for a string of WARM, SUNNY DAYS!
My sister's daughters, Anna and Jessie, share nearly everything about their lives with their mother, via Instagram, Snapchat, FaceTime, texting, or an old- fashioned phone call home. My boys, Tristan and Case, on the other hand, remain resolutely silent . . . (maybe it's a chromosome thing).
Julie Gardner, referred to as, "the pulse of Piedmont," has been writing The Piedmont Perspective for 9 years.