It has been a while since my last post. Sounds like holy confession. The problem is that there is a glut of things to write about and I am having trouble picking one topic and sticking to it. Like most things in life, not just blog posts.
This year I grew my 25th vegetable garden at home here on the island. I can hardly believe that figure; have I really been planting a kitchen garden for a quarter of a century! Am I allowed to swear on a blog! I could write entirely about the garden and never mention anything else in my life, but really, the garden is just one aspect of this island life, though I do spend a lot of my time engaged in it one way or another. Today I am going to narrow it down to a fraction of that aspect, and tell you a little bit about the harvest of my garden, this particular autumn. Continue reading “Harvest Time in the 25th Garden…”
There is nothing quite as sweet as arriving home after having been away for a while. Several days ago I returned home after a long road trip. I left a couple of weeks ago to travel with my sister, in her older model Ford pickup truck, empty horse trailer in tow, from another west coast island that she is soon to call home, back to her current abode more than a thousand kilometers inland and away from the coast. Continue reading “Home Sweet Home….”
Wow! I have just created a blog. It has only taken me about an hour, not counting procrastination time of undetermined years, to figure out how to get this far! Being my first ever attempt at the creative art of blogging, it is all a bit of an experiment. I hope you will be patient and bear with me.
Today I am celebrating my 58th birthday! As I set off into the next year it seems like a really good idea to get on with some of the things I have been thinking and talking about doing for the past umpteen decades. Including the creation of this blog, where I hope to jot down some of my thoughts, ideas and observations about my life on this beautiful, remote island off the west coast of Canada.
I came here nearly 25 years ago from the middle of London where I had been living and working for some time. I came here to join my partner and friend, who had made his home on these shores many years earlier. During the past quarter of a century we have raised a family here and made a living in this place. It seems like nothing when written in a short sentence like that, but believe me, it has been a rich and rewarding, as well as sometimes difficult and frustrating, experience.
I look forward to sharing some of these experiences with you, but first it is time for a walk and a breath of fresh air!
©Claudia Lake,claudlakeblog,Island Time,2016