Year One
It will be a year tomorrow since my first night on Bowen Island listening to the clip clop of deer coming up the boardwalk and what a great year it’s been! The summer hasn’t lasted nearly long enough, getting some local beach time with the upstairs lady today and probably tomorrow too on the other side of the island. They have a nice raft out in the water at Bowen Bay to swim out to, so we’ll go there and loll in the swell of the sea. September Morn was real busy this afternoon, when we got to the top of the trail there was six cars up there making it look like a regular parking lot.
Got to head off the island here soon, it’s been a couple months and my bag of rice has run out and the sugar isn’t far behind. Doesn’t take long in the smell and noise of the mainland to be glad to get back to this rock, except for a Safeway to get large portions of food there’s not much reason or need for me to leave. Especially for haircuts, the best one ever in my life the other day from Barbara Murphy; the haircut wasn’t out of the ordinary, but the head massage after was! It’s the little touches that count, she’s got me for a lifelong customer fer sure.
Everything is still dry as toast around here with no rain in sight for another week, it’s green on top but when you look under the ferns walking through the woods to work it’s brown and the ground has no sponge feel to it anymore. Nice weather for riding my bike down to feed the cats at the farm, coming home is definitely some exercise as the hills are just a bit steeper that way.
September 1st, 2003 at 10:21 am
Happy anniversary!