I have been in Vancouver for a week. I had an amazing time.
Utterly amazing.

But I can’t stop smiling as I sit here on the ferry, on my way home.

It is such an extraordinary feeling to be returning to this little piece of awesome-ness we have found for ourselves. Back to the kids, the hubby and all the critters.

And most of all, back to the quiet.

The frogs as they sing us to sleep. Days of silence while I work away and mostly just chat with the chickens.

As much as I LOVE engaging, and connecting. . . I also love being alone and secluded.

Tomorrow we are going out on the sailboat again. We will BBQ some steaks, and drop a fishing line. It will be such a slow pace I may even have a nap.

It will be perfect.

The perfect balance anyway. The perfect mix of work, play and living. The perfect combination of excitement and creativity, and peace and quiet.

I am still flabbergasted at my luck of finding it, but I will grab hold and embrace the busy and the silent moments in each day.

Now . . . off to play with my family.