Utah to Arizona #17, Leave A Happy-Spririted House

“Why am I doing this for someone else’s benefit?” The charge could

The view I was bent away from.

The view I was bent away from.

have come from demon, Irma Prattle, but I can tell the difference and this wasn’t an Irma screed. I was up on my backyard mountain to clip the iris plants that had finished blooming and do some general clean-up and weeding. I was bent over, head to the iris plants and mountain, back end in the air waving over the house’s roof to the Salt Lake Valley. Twelve inch clippers I’ve let get a bit rusty were snapping off the fanned leaves and tall stalks, some of them already with a seed pod at the top. That’s why I clip them. I’ve read that if they are cleanly snipped at the base after blooming they don’t have to spend energy keeping leaves pretty and their rhizomes will spread faster to cover an area.

Courtesy Wikipedia

Courtesy Wikipedia

It seems to be working. What was a half dozen or so has turned into over thirty blooms in three, maybe four years.

“Why am I doing this for someone else’s benefit?” I asked myself before we put the house on the market and moved to Arizona. Arizona! I wanted to do SOMETHING every day that prepared for the move. So much to get rid of, fix, or pack. That day it was clip the iris and clean the mountain which was counterbalanced by a trip to Costco for a four pack of toilet bowl cleaner, toilet paper, a giant jar of vitamins, and a couple of bags of chips. We weren’t moving the next day.

So why did I clip the iris? Because I intended to leave my home that I loved since 1996 in good shape and ready to be loved by the next owner. I started saying good-bye to the house because I knew it is time, but when it finally was that day, I wanted both it and me to feel good about it. And yes, I think somehow houses have an energy of thought that needs nurturing and respect to make it a happy home. I did it because I wanted to leave it a happy home.

It worked. I think the young family will enjoy and energize the home

The Arizona new home.

The Arizona new home.

that became a bit staid with us living there so long. Now, I’m working to establish the spirit in a new home.

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10 Responses to Utah to Arizona #17, Leave A Happy-Spririted House

  1. JT says:

    When we prepared to move to Europe, the emotions caught me by surprise. I remember the tears hot on my cheeks as the home disappeared in the mirror, my neighbors waving in rhythm with Old Glory in the breeze. The irony of now living back where that part of my story was, hasn’t escaped me… I think maybe we weren’t finished saying goodbye.

    • Very possibly. Houses become more than things to us, don’t you think? They are our comfort, refuge, and a place to be ourselves without fear or criticism about our little idiosyncrasies. Thanks for coming by.

  2. Generous last owner but I cannot think of anyone who wouldn’t leave the house they are selling in her best attire.

  3. It always hurts me to leave the garden, full of those plants and presences that I’ve loved so much…

  4. Yes! It’s like leaving a good friend.

  5. Smaktakula says:

    I like your attitude!
    This lovely piece reminded me of something–it seems that–for me at least–it’s so much easier to see how much something means to you when it’s coming to an end. I try (and usually not very successfully) to cultivate more of an appreciation for the really wonderful things in my life. Sounds like you do a better job of it.

  6. There’s more of a variety than I think most people would expect on a desert. Many are not native, but they thrive with the benefit of a drip watering system. There are lantanas, bottlebrush, hibiscus, ruellia britannia. Others I’ve got that are more desert-like include succulents, jasmine. I have my own pomegranate, lemon and grapefruit trees! Barrel cactus, ocotillo, hedgehog, and on it goes. I’m really having a lot of fun. Thanks for asking!

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