ONE year has passed since I landed on the Island to begin construction of our new digs.  Where does the time go...  

In that time, we have cleared out my life (and Brenda's) in Calgary, sold (or gave away) a tent trailer, travel trailer, a bunch of old motorcycles, furniture, knick knacks, my beloved MGB, and after tremendous hardships, moved across this fabulous country called Canada, to start a new life as Maritimers.



We've experienced a fairly mild winter, bought a quad with a snow blade, a travel trailer, cleaned out (most of) our boxes, got the kid into the school system, had many a coffee with old and new acquaintances, finished a lot of the work on the house that needed doing, had another Phoenix desert story published, acquired two more cats, taken numerous photos, and got the garage mostly organized.





We're in the process of closing a deal on a rental property as income and making plans for a visit to Halifax soon to see Hol and Kevin as they wrap up four years of Masters degree's in architecture. 

Looking forward to our first spring leading into summer... walks on the beaches, riding my grass track, setting up a couple of simple trials sections, getting out and riding on the back roads and scenic routes of the Maritimes. 

 

This week I found the back boundary to our property, and marked it with surveyors tape, Brenda walked 18.5km today unintentionally, and we had a return visit from our fox!

To say we have been busy as beavers, would be a mild understatement.