While unemployed a few years ago, my answer to the question of “what do I do for a living?” had always been “I drink coffee in paradise.” But no more. The house sold quickly and a flurry of activity followed. Movers transported all worldly possessions to storage units while an on site bin quickly filled with a staggering amount of unusable or unwanted debris. A few items fell into a grey area between the two but luck held good and even the more difficult items were properly dealt with.
Ten years in this private paradise were nothing short of perfect. The creek and private seclusion of the area shared nature as it should be. The water quality proved unbeatable, delicious even. Clear, cold and clean. Adapting to a new areas water supply might be difficult. Best stick with coffee for a while.
I sat alone in the once cozy front room watching a last fire dance for me and warm my toes after an afternoon spent tidying up outside. Memories swept though my mind begging not to be forgotten. Silverhope Creek and the beautiful acre shared with family and friends won’t easily be forgotten. My wish is that family and friends alike will have at least as good as or better decade ahead.