Old

It has been a good home to me, many celebratory dinners and art, hours of carefully collecting and placing rocks…the deer will continue to run, jump, and amble through.

Almost time to go…ready for the next phase…a fond farewell to views of the Strait of Juan de Fuca and the hills of Canada, to deer in my yard and my extensive rock arrangements that show up on Google. Some of the bonds of friendships will stretch the miles and times. Different artworks and people.

New folks to meet and new experiences. At some moments I am very aware of this probably being the final phase of my life, rich with many hopes and fears. If we each try, maybe we can help to save our country and the planet for the new humans coming along….

And on…watch for the pink door. Come and chat.