|I love the patterns in the bark of the Interior Fir Tree|
I imagine my pacing will accelerate over the coming months. We are moving to Victoria, B.C.; Graham will begin his new job on October 1.
I'm not sure I quite believe it. Victoria is one of my favourite cities. Never in a million years did I ever believe I would actually live there. But it appears as if, for the next four or five years at least, that is exactly where I will be.
Driving the highway into the city of Williams Lake has prepared me for anything. City driving will not bother me, especially since I already am familiar with Victoria, having had relatives there over the years.
Victoria is surrounded by Ocean...the Universe obviously listened carefully to my plea about wanting...no, needing...to live by Ocean and her Beaches. You can believe my first walk on a Beach will be something to write about...I will have come home.
|Our young friend Raven|
We will be so much closer to the family! Day trips are not out of the question...Port Alberni, where family lives, is about two and a half hours from Victoria. It is a small hop, as compared to the vast distances we traveled in the Cariboo.
And as well, we plan on buying our retirement home/weekend retreat in Port Alberni. I am so excited over traveling up Island to garden in a home I know I will not leave again.
|These Poppies will bloom until Frost|
So say I...
Finding a place to live in Victoria is my main objective, right now. Something inside me needs to know I have a place to go to...to arrive at...to be. It will settle me down. We will rent and there seem to be many, very expensive homes but few in what I consider a reasonable price range.
|Delphiniums a little the worse from Wind damage|
An apartment/condo would be ideal for Graham and I, but we have another member of the family to consider. Lucky may not do so well with long hallways and elevators and an inability to go outside at will. And so, hopefully, we will find a house which appeals, yet does not cost an arm and a leg...a daunting prospect!
September, in my mind, has forever been the time of new beginnings. This year, certainly, will be one of the more memorable ones.
I will have time to harvest my garden, to watch the Perennials bloom a final time. Lucky and I have met a Raven who follows us on our morning walks. Having just made his acquaintance...and an odd acquaintance it is!...I want to study him a little more, before I leave.
He has a message. As yet, I haven't deciphered it, although somewhere inside me, I know what it is. It is only a matter of removing the blockages I've put in place, long ago, in order for me to hear...
|One morning, he sat here for a long time, contemplating...|
I will miss him, as I will miss seeing all the wildlife I have made friends with over the years. I am so eternally grateful to have had the opportunity.
|Lilies are smaller than usual this year|
I know more tears will fall, when I leave. A piece of my heart will always reside here in the Cariboo.
It is the way of it...