Changes

Life goes on here. After 39 months there have been a few changes here in Wellington. Recently the Black Harp closed down. (It was the pub where my father-in-law met the bartender who use to live in Stone Mountain.) I think of Wellington as being timeless. I just get to the point where it becomes familiar and then I notice a change. Now of course there are changes occurring all the time just that I don't notice them for one reason or another.

And my life goes on as well. I too have changed (fortunately nothing has closed down!) But like Wellington that which is familiar in me has been changing. Just that I don't realize the change anymore. Sure some things stand out, small cars, smaller portions, walking everywhere, and much of it up hills. I am no longer sure how my vocabulary has changed, but still hear Dennis' accent. :)

Alas life goes on, things change. And as I walk by the shell that was the Black Harp and watch the transformation of the city, I wonder wonder how Wellington has transformed me.