Traveling in Benin is not for the faint of heart, so I imagine the house will look pretty good to Tom — running water, electricity and one or two more sublime blue-sky days for deck-sitting.
But the place — this house, this neighborhood, these woods and fields — is looking better and better to me, too. Freed of school schedules and young children, it is no longer a nest but a refueling station. It's a place for the girls — and their parents — to leave from and return to as we make our way (separately and together) in the wide world.
(Photo: Katie Esselburn)