Down on Lloyd
It's spring and today I finally found out where there's a tap, thank god. I've been collecting rainwater. This should be sufficient but the drought is real and already begun. This place is going to parch tragically this summer. It will be hard to watch. I hope maybe I won't at least have to cope with forest fire smoke as mostly I should get sea air. Although I do have to return to Sask. and might find it smoky then. Just to button up the rest of my needs, really, and maybe get my teeth looked at one more time. Not sure if that is possible as I normally have to book weeks ahead and still don't know for sure when I will get there. It's all uncertain and partially depending on Dan and if he gets work back there for us to use.
Ok, so I've been parking on the street. The city clearly wants to hustle us out of here but doesn't want to create a PR nightmare with the homeless folks. They have closed off 2/3 of the parking for a year so Hydro can build a transfer station and do tunneling work. Do they need all that space all that time? I doubt it.
Parking in BC is deliberately restrictive. Like, deliberate. They intend to get rid of the RVs. Now, with the tourist thing this makes some sense, it probably increases dramatically in June. Personally, I'd trade the bus for lodgings of sufficient space to use my floor loom. But I honestly don't see how this can happen. Anywhere in canada. Peeps here think it's a BC problem but it is the same across the country. I did my research. The island is actually the cheapest, especially the little islands, but I never counted on the hateful islanders refusing to make room because they're so crowded. Yet they are absolutely not crowded. Just selfish. Even here on the mainland there's plenty of wasted space being fenced off for years to stop RV villages from sprouting up. They would. I mean, the others here, the ones who've been here longest, are definitely abusing it. There's two empty ones behind me with crap all over the road and sidewalk and boulevard just sitting untouched long term. Flat tires and all. then there's the folks over the other way, nice enough peeps, but not cognizant that their two extra RVs full of crap are taking up valuable space and making the problem uglier. I can't tell them, I need friends.
I've drifted back and forth between vague hope and depression. I havent' had the courage to try and sell my woolens and since January haven't had the courage to go play my flute. I did try a couple times but couldn't focus on it or remember how to actually play it when people were around. Not like stage fright as much as distraction and poor memory.
I have been working on getting dyed wool. I got some dark dyes but overcooked the first batches. the second was a total waste of supplies and I put them through a 3rd time trying to get red. I think I got the wool hot enough this time without cooking it but we shall see. Tonight after dark I will rinse them in the creek. If I did it at daytime people might get upset about the color in the water. The dye is non toxic and small batch, and the ocean just half a mile of water away. But easier not to have the interaction in the first place. The long soaking is good for the dye takeup I figure.
If it works, groovy, I will do more until there's none left white! Colors are much more fun to spin. I still need to have white but there's plenty of uncombed white wool to come. (yep, I can tell the dye took this time, I'm so excited it's hard to wait for sunset!)
I've been combing wool on the roof. Not daily, but often. It's fun. I took today off because of all the dying and also washing dishes but I might go up there after finishing this. Probably.
Yeh, I will quit this and go do that. It's a good time for it.