Looks like I may be close to a sale. I am going to miss this place very much and I know I will never be able to live anywhere as beautiful as this place, but truth is it absorbs money and money I don't have...needs a family here as even though the quiet is wonderful, sometimes it can just be a bit too quiet. I just need to move as I have marked time too long and need to be somewhere where nobody knows me well.
When we came here in 1976, Don was 26 and I was 22. I must post a story about that and shots of our first 12 a week home and you will be impressed with out 'hippy" van - it was an old - 1950's dodge van which had been the ambo for a small West Australian town called three springs .
Hopefully I will know by tomorrow but until the deposit is down I am not counting my chickens - I burst out crying after the real Estate agent told me but were it to fall through no doubt would shed a few more... its getting so I don't want to come back here and I know Don didn't want me to stay here - certainly not for as long as I have.