Singletrack Mind

"If you know wilderness in the way that you know love, you would be unwilling to let it go." 

~ Terry Tempest Williams

This feels like the first moment that I have stood still in two months.  My laundry is folded.  I have groceries in my fridge.  My house is (as good as it gets) clean.  My shrivelled up plants have been watered and are returning to life.  The last of the blueberries are picked.  My big toenail finally fell off.  I'm ready to sit and ponder and reflect for a moment. 

July and August have been a wild and wonderful ride. I need to take a moment to unload the thoughts and images that have been rolling around in my singletrack mind...  I have been posting snippits of mountain moments in the little square boxes of my Instagram account (LOVE my new insta family!)...but I'd like to revisit some of them and reflect on this fantastic summer spent playing in the dirt...so far... Here are some (not so deep) thoughts, by Sarah Seads, on this lovely August afternoon... 

Coming home

Sunday thoughts...

I just drove back to the Valley after spending a lovely weekend in Victoria with my family.  Spring is a magical season in Vic.  The daffodils were taking over and the cherry trees were loaded with ripe bundles of pink blossoms just in time for my visit.  I always squeeze in all of the things that I miss since moving up Island.  Strolls through Beacon Hill Park...Dallas road and the beach breeze blowing in my hair...breakfast (lunch and dinner) at my favourite eats...laughing til I cry and smiling til my face hurts with mi familia.  It fills up the little spaces in my heart and makes my smile a little brighter.  It is a wonderful little city and Victoria will always be my hometown.  A pleasure to visit and the only city I'd ever want to live in.  Yet...