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2023 was a challenging year.  But it was also a year of rebuilding, refocusing and realigning.  By year’s end, significant steps were made and hefty obstacles were overcome.  Not everything has been resolved, but it feels like the clouds are lifting.  The start of 2024 is showing great promise and I can feel an energy around Twin Eagles Bluff

Another Christmas season in qathet has come and gone. The biggest change from last year is that we are actually living on the Bluff. This has made setup and break-down a lot easier and on evenings when the Enchanted Christmas Forest is open to the neighbours, its a short walk to the house once we’ve

Even bears get bored with digging for grubs or stripping blackberries off bushes.  This September we learned an important lesson.  Do NOT leave inflatables out where the bears can find them.  We lost two rubber rafts and an inflatable lounger this summer.  It was clear that an animal had bitten into them, but it wasn’t until we caught this

Spring has officially sprung on the West Coast, and I’m starting to feel a sense of renewal and rejuvenation. The days are getting longer, the flowers are starting to bloom, and the air is filled with excitement and possibility.  The arrival of sunshine and warmth is a welcome change, an invitation to embrace the lighter, brighter

One of my favourite things to do in the morning is sit at the breakfast table with a big cup of steaming coffee, plan out my day and do a scan of the Salish Sea to see if I can see any Orcas, Humpbacks or Sea Lions from our perch at the top of the

Patience is my middle name. After twenty long months, we were able to move into the Art Studio part of our new house on Twin Eagles Bluff – finally! It’s 900 square feet of coziness looking out over the Salish Sea. It will be our new home while we finish off the main part of

The inexorable march of a king tide this past Boxing Day is worth a blog entry. On normal tides there will always be at least ten or twenty feet of dry ground above the high water mark, before you hit the edge of the blackberry bushes, the scrub alder and the wild rose tangles. Over