Do any of you have a place where you go that always feels like home? For Bear & I, our friends in Victoria are very much a second family for us.
We’ve been in a blissful state of peace since we rode up their driveway on Day 11, and I spent all of my energy recounting days 9 & 10 in my previous post, I think I was all worded out!
So now, I think I may actually feel rested enough to write again. One would hope so, since yesterday I slept in until 11:30, and the day before noon:30. We’ve had freshly BBQ’d prawns, steak, baked potatoes, fresh brownies, humus, heirloom tomatoes with basil, coffees-oh the coffees.
It’s hard not to think sometimes that everything is better in Victoria, especially when your friends are so talented in the worlds of music and the kitchen…
We’ve been hiking around the 10 acres of wooded forest, tromping up and town moss and lichen-covered granite “whales” breaching the ground’s surface… tootling around town on errands, but mostly we’ve been basking in the peaceful temperatures and mindset up in the north lands.
I told one of our friends, since I haven’t ever really been north of here, it’s so hard to imagine that we’ll be going north. We haven’t set a leave date yet, part of me imagines that it will be tomorrow, but I’m not sure if we’ve gotten our quota of comfy sleep and late-night jams… maybe the quota never will be filled, and maybe that’s why we keep coming back here.
In the meanwhile, I’m fully enjoying the fresh crepes with Nutella and more coffee, today I think we’ll help work on a stop-motion claymation, and maybe help the dog fetch his ball… if I feel up to it I’d like to finish the recent post and do another fabulous Aw Shucks entry — fresh oysters in the middle of the night in a quaint French restaurant.