Over the past year, this merry band has sold our suburban houses, moved to Sooke, and figured out how to live together in a too-small house.
On Friday, our fabulous realtor held our hands while we crafted an offer on a piece of land that we’ve been looking at for a while. We made our final agreement with the sellers last night, and are signing papers in about five minutes.
It’s a lovely almost-riverside space with fields on two levels, woods, an old foundation from the original homestead, and a few seasonal creeks.
Almost 12 acres, no buildings (except for an old falling-down barn-shed-thing.
We have been working with a co-op developer on the incorporation of our landholding division (Quiet Day Land Co-op, as per Arundati Roy: “Another world is not only possible, she is on her way. On a quiet day, I can hear her breathing”). Our developer thinks that we can be done in a month, so that’s when we remove subjects on the land, and focus our efforts on the working co-op (Cast Iron Farm Co-op).
But that doesn’t mean that we can’t go visit in the meantime.. and perhaps start the difficult work of naming places more imaginatively than we have to date.