Island life comes with a few surprises - like discovering that cows have impeccable taste for ripe apples and a knack for harvesting them straight from the tree. Meanwhile, the sheep are running their own con game, convincing anyone in sight that they haven’t eaten in weeks. Between negotiating with stubborn livestock and juggling island WiFi, life out here is anything but boring.

Vancouver was great - until the hustle started feeling more like a hamster wheel. So, my family and I traded the grind for something a little messier: 30 acres of island chaos. Salt Spring offered what city life couldn’t - a slower rhythm, dirty hands, and sunsets that weren’t filtered through a high-rise window. It’s been anything but simple, but trust me, the mud, the WiFi hiccups, and the runaway cows make it all worth it. This is what real reinvention looks like - tech calls one moment, tilling soil the next, and finding that sweet spot where both worlds collide.