Category: Salt Spring Island

Cabin Addition 2021: June update

After being delayed for months thanks to two engineers who were giving Michael the run around (literally not answering emails and dodging phone calls), we finally passed structural this week after a simple ten-minute walkthrough and not a single note/extra/change (because the place is already overbuilt and Michael knows what he’s doing).

Anyways! Passing structural means that Michael can get to the part of the job he loves doing — all the extras. Such as building the bench into the niche/bookshelf for my office. 

MCD’s office niche/bookshelf – framed!!

So hopefully there will be quicker updates going forth … roofing, siding, windows, and the garage door are all on order. In a few weeks the plumbing and electrical rough-in … etc!

Fun! Fun!

And … the view from a seated position (will probably be a bit higher when finished … that’s Vancouver Island (Crofton) across the channel, BTW.

Then the sun set over the chicken coop …

… and all was lovely and well.

Sunset over the chicken coop, Dec 11, 2015
                                                                                                      – Margaret Avenue, December 11, 2015

Though, I wouldn’t complain about having more hours in the day devoted to writing. 😀

Breathing the moment – Jan 8, 2015

This morning, despite the looming deadlines I’m attempting to tame with schedules and to-do lists, Michael and I took a moment to let the chicks wander out of the run and into the barren, fog enshrouded garden. And each time I started to say that I needed to go back to work I took a breath instead of speaking. This lasted for maybe ten minutes, but probably more like five.

chickencoopinthefog_Jan8_forblog

Then we returned to the house, drank our smoothies, and chatted about our schedules for the day.

Now I’m cozy in my office with my writing buddy Parker spread out on the desk to the right of me. I can just barely hear Michael playing guitar, and singing quietly, while he writes a new song downstairs in the dining room. And, after I cross a few things off the to-do list, I’m going to fill the afternoon with words scribbled on paper … just as they occur to me.

This is this moment.

I breathe. I type. I sip my hot chocolate.

Tomorrow will be completely different in a hundred almost imperceptible ways.

It’s a lovely life.

Thank you for being apart of it.