My House Has a Name!

(Post 126 of 263. Thanks again to those who participated in the Fundrazr. As I mentioned in the post announcing Bast’s passing from COVID, I thank everyone for your generous donations to the original Fundrazr campaign, which resulted in sponsored 263 posts. I will continue to honour the commitment to write those 263 posts, but I will not commit to more. The link above is to a new campaign to help Bast’s family.)

Naming your house is a thing here in Mexico, and, frankly, I’ve always named my homes. I had The Shack/House of the Cedars in Quebec, then Miranda, then Haven. I could not find the right name for this property. I kept coming back to Casa de los cedros, because of the three magnificent (and rare for this locale) cedars, but I’ve already had a House of the Cedars, plus the name didn’t speak to me on a personal level.

The perfect name came to me in my dreams last night! It is… Casa del Camino Largo — house of the long journey.

I am going to have a name plaque made to match the address plaque!

(And, *sigh*, I know I have to put this disclaimer before the emails land, that I had the Spanish confirmed by a Mexican friend who is fluent in English. She said it perfectly conveys the English. My subconscious sure knows its Spanish!)