It is a perfect moment, really; the saints say that every moment in the eternal present is perfect. For us less-than-enlightened ordinary folk we’ll take strolls like this any time down a country road in the thaw in late February.
Yesterday two things happened.
One, we lost our hydro energy for about four hours. Two, Naomi inadvertently came up with a great pun. Somehow, they were connected.
It was still snowing, neither heavily or lightly, but relentlessly nonetheless. The wind was still blowing it hither and thither.
What to do?
Write about it!
As we approach our house 44 days after we headed off into the big unknown, I feel a lump in my throat; it’s an emotional moment.
Enjoy, and let the music and lyrics help you slow down a little and ponder the state of the world.
Those distant mountains seem to always remain in the distance, a cool illusion – high plateau ringed by distant mountains.
As also happened after our visit to Saskatoon, I could see myself living in Victoria in an alternative universe.