My husband Marshall and I moved to Whidbey in November 2017 and permanently in April 2018. I’ve come to use a phrase, “Whidbey Wonderful,” due to the kindness and compassion of others on the island.
Heart to heart is how I like to think of it.
In November2017, the day before Thanksgiving, our moving van arrived at our forever home in Useless Bay. We learned that the propane tank was down to 5 percent. Upon calling around, most of the propane companies shared that they wouldn’t be able to deliver until after the holiday.
At 4 p.m. the same day, a Skagit Farmers Supply truck pulled up to our house to fill our propane tank. They had deployed a special driver to our house, as they didn’t want us to be without heat over the Thanksgiving holiday. This is when I phrased the term, “Whidbey Wonderful.”
Another Whidbey Wonderful moment. I was supposed to attend a wreath-making workshop on Saturday and couldn’t participate as I had fractured my foot this past week. The owner of the nursery asked what color our front door was and made a special wreath for us. She also gave Marshall a brandy fruitcake as an extra holiday gesture. Looks wonderful against our cottage blue door.
Thank you Mary Fisher and Cultus Bay Nursery.
I think we should start a column on “Whidbey Wonderful” moments that others experience, too.