I unabashedly love Pacific Gardens Cohousing.
I love that after I finish my shift of work I can walk out of my
front door and find someone to corner for tea, or drinks, or a
I love that Roz made me a birthday breakfast this morning. Crepe Suzette and mimosas.
I love that I can be in my garden and get invited to supper on the back patio.
I love that Mia puts on these teas to help people network and to help Jane learn English.
I love that Kaj works so tirelessly to make this place beautiful. All while having a generous sense of humour about it all.
I love that I can skip out back and snack on some of the raspberries
in the back patch.
Or that I can grab some green onions from the
community herb garden.
Or that someone will leave a big bag of lettuce to share when their garden is over-producing.
I love that people have such a forgiving attitude.
My children recently swiped a cardboard box that they found in the
atrium during pot luck last Thursday and turned it into a cat condo. An
email the next morning revealed that that box had been set aside to sort
out someone’s recycling. My boys learned that objects found in the
atrium aren’t free for the taking. Even if it is something as
“unimportant” as a cardboard box.
I don’t attend these really, but I love that someone starts a fire
and that it acts as a beacon for others to come and congregate.
I love that the kids have randomly inspired dance parties.
I love that the kids LOVE to be in nature so much.
I love my new family here in Pacific Gardens.