Since beginning this blog I have had feedback from readers who were inspired to take up gardening, some tried growing plants from seed, a few filled in their organ donor cards, several have bought the same camera I use and there has even been a couple who took the leap of faith to move here off grid. It seems pretty clear that most of you, even those of you who I have never met, have a pretty good sense of what our life is like here. You can’t help but understand how happy we are both with each other and the decision to move here.
Whenever we go back to the city to see the family we are reminded of the great life we had there while raising our kids. I really miss living near our family and I most definitely miss our house filled with family. The question is often raised over a glass of wine if we want to sell and move back to the city. What could we afford to buy? What would we possibly do all day? We would have to have a garden. There would have to be a workshop for E and space for the dogs. I couldn’t possibly live in a townhouse again with neighbours one wall away. So we laugh and let the conversation fall into dead air.
Then, we get on our boat and head home. There is that moment when we come around the point heading into our marina and, if you listen very carefully, you could hear us both take a deep breath and sigh with relief. We take our supply-laden truck down the lane which leads to our property and it once again feels like we are heading down a hidden path to a mysterious shire. The first sign of our property is the garden and with that we know we are home and not going anywhere soon. If we have any choice at all, in twenty or thirty years they will take us off this island in a box.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I do like to stress this life is not for everyone and it is not cheap by any stretch of the imagination. The only way to get here is by boat or plane. We share a boat with family but moorage alone for us is 3600.00 per year and it costs 40.00 for fuel to go to town for supplies. If I kept better records I could tell you other costs but trust me, people who think its going to be cheap living off the grid on this island to “get away from the man,” are misguided. That said, 2.5 acres on the edge of a cliff is less money to purchase here than on an island with electricity, stores and a ferry. But you have to be willing to do the work or have the money to hire someone to do the work. Either way there is a lot of work.
There is little work, however, getting done these days. We both have colds. Not Covid. Going to the city, being around grandchildren, colds. The weather is terrible, rainy and cold, so we are content to sit back and watch the stormy view with our Kleenex and Tylenol. The chores will be there when we feel better and spring actually arrives.
The reader who is now a neighbour and friend very kindly sent me a text this week that she thinks of us every time she hears the Brandi Carlile song, “You and Me on a Rock“. Here are the lyrics of the chorus for you. I have to say, her text and listening to the song made my day.
I build my house up on this rock, baby
Every day with you
There’s nothin’ in that town I need
After everything we’ve been through
Me out in my garden and you out on your walk
Is all the distance this poor girl can take
Without listenin’ to you talk
I don’t need their money, baby
Just you and me on the rock
It’s you and me on the rock
I have to say if, in twenty or thirty years, they do take us off this island, hopefully together in a box, I think I have
found our epitaph
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The perfect epitaph indeed. 😊❤️
Its a pretty perfect song title for us!
Hi Moira Once again, I love hearing about life on the island. I had to listen to that song as I never heard it before. Perfect epitaph!
As I read your blog, I couldn’t help but compare our present lives and how they have diverged.
I started a short term blog while I am in Cambodia and thought I would share the link in case you are interested in how life is here. Not much the same but I am enjoying my time here and am enjoying being back teaching. I am glad it is only for 4 months, as I don’t miss Duane as we talk every day, but I do miss my dog!!
Anyway, here is the link.
The important point here is that you ae happy. That is the key to our lives these days. Time is short and we have to be spending the time wisely.
I do miss seeing you and learning from you but glad you keep in touch with the blog.. I will follow your blog as indeed I am sure it is such a very different life.
All the best. Travel safe
I have always wondered what your home looks like…and when I’m on a ferry I always wonder if your home is visible on the shoreline: and I look for it with the picture that my imagination has painted through your stories;) It’s an endearing thought to know you are out there! Love that now I got to see a photo of your home on the rock.
Ah. Thank you.. No ferry goes near us but the whale boats go by often 🙂 When we went on our trip to wine country last summer I looked up at the mountain wondering if I could see your house too!
Happy Easter… Take care
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Exactly! Hope your colds don’t last too long, although it’s a good opportunity to read, enjoy your beautiful home and the nature channel.
Exactly.. Always happy to have the excuse to do nothing
Important to decide these things early.
I would think you would want to stay on your rock, even when you leave this earth or perhaps your ashes sprinkled out on your water. The song is perfect. It sounds like you wrote it yourself.
Doesn’t it sound like it was written for us? I was thrilled….With any luck we have a long time to plan what we are going to do.:)
Quite perfect 🥰💐🐇🐣happy Easter to you both 🥰🥰
Thank you, to you too.. Are you surrounded by grandchildren? Miss you….