Ninety Nine
We've been living in Newtown for nearly three weeks now and it's starting to feel like home.
There are so many nice things about living here. I love that we have a garden, which I'm hoping to get in order before the end of the summer. I love that our hot water works all the time. I love that the kitchen is big enough to fit multiple people at once. I love that I can walk to work. I love the smell of Thai food wafting over our fence every afternoon.
Waving at my front door. Carms took this one after visiting me last weekend
Even more than all those things I love that we live near so many wonderful friends. So many people are living near by to be close to their studies or to have a little taste of the Newtown lifestyle. Saz is living around the corner and my first ever college friend, Caz (yes, that is a funny coincidence that their nicknames rhyme) is living next door to her. Richard and Ali live a few blocks away; Luci and Dave live in the next suburb (very close to Celia and James). Yi and Brice, Jamie and Steph, Caitlin and her fun-time housemates are in the other next suburb. The Moore College single men's and women's residences, just a hundred metres away, are filled with tonnes of old friends from uni days and new friends from college. Matt regularly brings friends back after class to study and chill. It's almost impossible to go the day without spontaneously visiting someone or receiving a surprise visit. It's not awesome for efficiency, but it's pretty wonderful for community.
I think I'm really going to like living here!
[From the top]
Plants on our verandah waiting for Luci to come home and share some of her green thumb wisdom.
No built-in wardrobes meant we needed to dig up my old childhood dressing table from my parent's garage.
The reading corner is one of my favourite places in the house.
The kitchen is enormous and includes an entire section to store our tea supplies.
Standing at the back door, looking through the study to the kitchen.
More space means all our bookshelves are back in action and there is room for cool things that have been living in boxes.
Our backyard is connected to all our neighbours' yards and the college playground beyond.
I like this little courtyard space between us and the adjoining (derelict and neighbourless) house.
There are so many nice things about living here. I love that we have a garden, which I'm hoping to get in order before the end of the summer. I love that our hot water works all the time. I love that the kitchen is big enough to fit multiple people at once. I love that I can walk to work. I love the smell of Thai food wafting over our fence every afternoon.
Waving at my front door. Carms took this one after visiting me last weekend
Even more than all those things I love that we live near so many wonderful friends. So many people are living near by to be close to their studies or to have a little taste of the Newtown lifestyle. Saz is living around the corner and my first ever college friend, Caz (yes, that is a funny coincidence that their nicknames rhyme) is living next door to her. Richard and Ali live a few blocks away; Luci and Dave live in the next suburb (very close to Celia and James). Yi and Brice, Jamie and Steph, Caitlin and her fun-time housemates are in the other next suburb. The Moore College single men's and women's residences, just a hundred metres away, are filled with tonnes of old friends from uni days and new friends from college. Matt regularly brings friends back after class to study and chill. It's almost impossible to go the day without spontaneously visiting someone or receiving a surprise visit. It's not awesome for efficiency, but it's pretty wonderful for community.
I think I'm really going to like living here!
[From the top]
Plants on our verandah waiting for Luci to come home and share some of her green thumb wisdom.
No built-in wardrobes meant we needed to dig up my old childhood dressing table from my parent's garage.
The reading corner is one of my favourite places in the house.
The kitchen is enormous and includes an entire section to store our tea supplies.
Standing at the back door, looking through the study to the kitchen.
More space means all our bookshelves are back in action and there is room for cool things that have been living in boxes.
Our backyard is connected to all our neighbours' yards and the college playground beyond.
I like this little courtyard space between us and the adjoining (derelict and neighbourless) house.