Sabine's Goat Farm, Corbett Oregon
I guess I should explain...
Sabine is one of Jani's colleague-friends, like Lillian, and Lee, and Kine, and Ruth, and Laura. You'll see as we travel down the coast that she has a plan to call in and visit with all her friends along the way. It's the big part of why she wanted to drive to LA, to have the chance to hang out with her girlfriends.
she sure does know some Amazing Women.
Which means we have clubbed together some photos from various friends, to share a bit of what this week looked like...
and the reason we've dropped in for a week-long stay is that Sabine has sold her home and is moving to Whidbey Island - so we're here to add-in an elbows worth of grease and get stuck in with helping to pack up the house.
This Sabine and her daughter Momo. The last time Jani saw Momo was years ago at a conference in Denmark, when Momo was 12. Now she's a Sophomore at University of Oregon in Eugene. Time flies, says MPJ, way too fast.
Rosie is the grey dog - she's HUGE. You can't really tell from this picture. She's an Armenian Gampr, they were bred to protect livestock from wolves. Rosie barks at us, to protect Sabine, and she really scared me, that is until we went for a walk together where she settled into being a good companion instead of protector.
Neilson is the black dog. He's pretty big too! But he's super old, so I feel really comfortable with him. It's not that long ago that my brother Jackson Brown died (scroll down my 'moochalada' page to see loads of pictures of him). Jax was 17, so MPJ and I are are totally used to being around old-man-dogs.
At least I did get to enjoy some walks around the farm, and I spent hours at the fence watching the chickens and goats. Man, how tempting were they! I had a week of dreaming about chicken dinner...
After a long day of packing it was sheer relief to get out and have a run across the farm.
I sure hope that as we do the Charity Drive
that we'll get invitations to park up and stay on people's farms.
It's definitely one of our favourite environments.
Gosh, but Portland is just full of so many cool and groovy neighbourhoods.
It is definitely a city for dining out.
So after a week in Corbett, along with a whole gang of friends and neighbours, Kine was there too, we helped to pack up the U-Haul for Sabine to drive her whole life on up to spend some time in the peaceful quiet of Whidbey island.
Thank you Sabine, for delicious breakfasts of just-laid eggs and homemade goat cheese. And thank you for a whole week of sharing friendship, lovely long talks as we shared the powerful energy of 'shifting gears'. Even though it made me antsy, I know that Jani was really glad to be able to lend a hand.
It's been quite a week. We are both super tired. Jani from all that packing, and me from all this worrying over a possible airplane scenario. I feel like I haven't settled at all, and much as I like being with Sabine and Momo, Man, am I ever ready to not be surrounded by ominous boxes feeling that constant low grade anxiousness.
So now we're off to spend a few days with Lee, before we head back to the coast to continue our journey along the Pacific...
I am so happy,
there is not an airplane in sight.