Here she is. The Albert St bridge of Regina greeted me when we first moved here in 2016. Here is David peering over the side of her last night pondering the big changes happening in our lives. The Albert St bridge probably knows a thing or two about spanning several worlds. I wonder if the two sides of the stream hold different context and flavour with the watery world between for miss Albert, each trying to win her favour for their side. What a position. However, possibly the inanimate Albert St bridge doesn't think anything and just provides this transition without judgement of the worlds it spans. Yeah maybe.
In our world we are down to lawn chairs and sleeping bags to live with and little else. We are trying to fit into a 4' x 8' trailer to travel East with. So that's all our belongings, yep the cello, the Nord keyboard, many many guitars and instruments, and other various household hoohaw. We head East for the Odd Angled Trek (tour) but also to begin a new adventure in Nova Scotia.
Regina, I really hate to leave for a whole year, but I think it will be that long before I see you again. This week has been brutal trying to prepare for this leaving. It is especially difficult when you are so beautiful, so warm, and have so many of my favourite people. Many mixed emotions are making me feel strange.
Oh well. Onward. It is Friday of a long weekend, we have Canada Day in Moose Jaw, and we have people to squeeze before we head out next Tuesday. I think today we will lose internet, so I may be looking for coffee shop internet for my next post. Let's play as hard as we can while we're here. Geez, those are even good words to live by!
Happy Canada Day weekend!