"it is time to go now
haul away your anchor
haul away your anchor
'tis our sailing time"
At our little "Camas Festival" last week, we all sang this sailing song together in 3-part harmony...It was our "closing party" for the 2011 season, and all of a sudden I became painfully aware of how near the end is.
It's really just in the past month that I feel like I've gotten truly comfortably close with everyone - close enough to give out random hugs and tease people...and I'm really going to miss them all and the funky little community we've built together; the mad dashes through the rain to our candle-lit rooms; the cats always trying to sneak inside; the sheep scratching their backs on the tree branch; the grey herons; the dramatic tidal changes; sitting by the fire in the common room knitting or crocheting and playing music; being asked to hold the baby; fresh scones for breakfast every day; Friday night services on Iona; West-Wing-Watching; daily fresh bread; kayaking; conversations with caring friends; staff dishwashing discos; and most of all, the laughter.
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