I’m moving. I’m leaving the West Coast of Canada and heading east to a small island in the Bay of Fundy.
I intend to use this blog as a way to document my new life, but first I have to get there.
The dark cherry beauty in that top photo is Molly. She is going to transport my 14 year old dog, 2 really pissed off cats, and myself across approx. 5,600 kilometres (around 3,400 miles) of this great country.
Oh and Ahuva – she’s bringing my friend Ahuva with us (and what seems to be a rapidly growing list of shoes and other items the woman considers necessary). Ahuva is also publishing a diary of this adventure – we may not always see things in the same way. In the interest of fairness you should read her blog as well.
So far I’ve learned that most of her friends and family are convinced that either I’m an ax murderer or that she’s going to be kidnapped by bandits in the desert. I think they’ve watched Romancing the Stone once too often.
We should be heading out in a few days – I’m still packing and trashing and cleaning up 20 years of existence in my current location. The dog is bewildered and the cats … well the cats don’t like change. They’re already mad at me. Wait til I put them in the back of Molly.
Oh yes – I’ll decorate this blog with photos of the island – once I get there and take some. Wish us luck!