Sitting up here in Surrey BC way the heck up here. (Actually just across the border.) John and Satya's home is one of the most beautiful simple suburban homes, that I have ever been in. Centered around a music room, with a living room adjacent with a nice wood stove in the middle and surrounded by windows that look out to Satya's gardens that occupy all sides. Satya's gardens are in what I would describe as the effusive joy of greenery and flowery. 'and this is the winter' she tells me, 'imagine what it looks like in the summer.'
Surrey BC reminds me a bit of Portland Oregon, or anywhere USA population about 200,000 right next to Vancouver. Madscale growth , that old urban sprawl every lot has to be built a little McMansion, but enough of human dementia in misguided sense of what wealth truly is.
I Love Canada as I do the good old USA. Yesterday John and I did the proverbial dump run in the rain. Nothing like a dump run in the rain to kick the day in gear. We had his trailer hooked up to the back of his
little Ford 4wheel drive vehicle. 'Just give me 10 acres and I'll get this thing where it needs to be' .... as he backed up that trailer, with some pretty good maneuvering skills. John grew up on a farm in Manitoba. He's another young man who has been around long enough to somehow get the honour of being an 'old man'.
After that we stopped by his daughters Consignment shop where... the next great TV reality show needs to be created...
But I can't sit here typing this story there is more to do today.
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