Finally, a home to love.This fine chilly October evening I'm sitting by the fire in my beach shack; ok, it's not mine, but it's mine to use and live in.....
Waterfront. I lived there once, many years ago, when my children were young. And, so was I, for that matter.
And now, again, the same place, but different. This time, Port Orchard Washington, instead of North Vancouver British Columbia. But, there's the same knotty pine interior, a front porch with a fabulous view, a never-ending marine scene, in this case the US Navy, including aircraft carriers, and the Coast Guard, moving right past the front door, and my spiritual totem, a Great Blue Heron, the eminence grise of my former life.
And here's me, alone, but happy. Motorcycle in carport, van in carport, tools in toolshop, photo studio about to be set up in the spare bedroom, and wireless access on my laptop courtesy of my Blackberry.
And the kayak's out on the brick side patio waiting for spring, and the boat plans are posted on the shop wall.
No nosy neighbors, no fire engines, no traffic, a dead end lane, and I LOVE IT!!!!!!
More, much more, to come.
