Ode To Mrs Burlap

Life was good in summer

Harder in winter

You were the most beautiful

Rest in Peace,sweet thing

Bastet

Welcome to the Island Mon!

And everything here is done in "island time"...It's a big island,but it's still an island.
I grew up on a very small island.
People constantly complain that there seems to be something wrong with islanders,they don't want to work,they do poor work,on and on...
They just don't know how island culture works.
Always try to put yourself in someone else's shoes before you complain about something.
Islanders are usually always friendly,and willing to help out.
They will "trade" with you...
Recently,we visited Salt Spring Island. The car broke down. We stopped,the hood is up and husband is bent over the engine--fixing away. Not 5 minutes passed,an old truck stops,and a young face looks out the window,"you need any help?" comes the voice.
Luckily,we had a spare belt and tools,so "no,we got the parts and tools here,thanks anyways"....
"Well,OK"..comes the reply,''you have a good day after that!"..
Salt Spring is hippie haven,but the developers are moving in,..fast.
Hopefully, "Island Time" will continue,long after they leave.
Welcome to the island,mon...