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| Moodyville harbour |
I will readily admit that I have secretly wanted to live in Moodyville since I first laid eyes on this sleepy little village. Poised at the water's edge it is the oldest portion of Brentwood Bay, the town near our tiny farm where Mark practices traditional chinese medicine.
Im sure this section of town was named after some founding father with the last name of Moody, but it also could have been named for the emotional changes the Inlet can have on you. Being this close to the water in an area of the world where the environment can shift so quickly from sunny and blue sky to overcast grey and foggy must have an effect of your overall outlook.
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| How wonderful it would be to see this every morning over coffee. |
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| The waterfront path that winds all the way around the village. |
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| This is the park directly adjacent to the ferry ramp and Brentwood Bay Lodge. |
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| One of the many ways the artistic residents show their colors. |
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| And who wouldn't love a tiny library for fellow book lovers! |
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| Mark and Mowgli poised at the top of a street looking down to the harbour. |
There are a couple of empty houses looking out over the water as well as building lots available. Given the age of the village and the fact that its not being developed Im sure that I don't even need to look into it to know that I cant afford a home in this sleepy hamlet. Oh well. I will just continue to enjoy it as a visitor.
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