[Port Albion, where Pup and I lived one glorious summer,
just before we moved to Port. It is fifteen minutes or so outside of Ucluelet, and this was sunset over the pond, every night. Sigh. A mountain on my left turned rose every evening. Pup was in dog heaven.]
Well, kids, it's been a busy Sunday. I am a bit at a loss, without my daily soul card. Owls are fluttering about in my head, but so far no poem.
Sister and I made a dump run, so I made a bit of a dint in offloading Stuff towards my impending move. Also mowed my lawn, which sent my blood pressure through the roof. I am now sporting a lovely reddish purple face, goes with the wild longish hair rather nicely:)
Good to know I wont have to mow lawns much longer. My yard is huge, and hilly.
It is still cool for April, usually is a lot warmer than this. But as I gather that other provinces in Canada are still dealing with snow, I guess open-door, t-shirt temperatures are nothing to complain about.
I am going to browse about online and see what everyone has been up to while I have been so gainfully employed:)
I hope a poem will happen soon. I miss the soul cards!!!!!