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   Mooh Hood

   August 18, 2026

   Sarah would have loved and been been surprised by all of this….the love❤️.the glowing tributes ..the gatherings ..and you know she lived her life well and I can hear her reminding us all to do the same ❣️

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   Rob Middleton-Hope

   August 31, 2026

   Memories of Sarah

   First Light-Sean and Sarah

   While Georgina has a specific event of the first time she met Sarah, I feel that she and Sean just slid into my life in the fall of 1996 and everything shifted from that moment on.
   Sean became a mentor and dear friend as did Sarah as we began the connection with them in our world of art, architecture and music. Then they laid the big one on us that they were building their homestead on Galiano. Well, we jumped at the chance to be a part of it.

   Our first visit to Narnia was just after drywall, there was a large, site built scaffold in the living room to access the ceiling. A dodgy bit of work to be up on but it was useful at the time.
   The next few years we spent piecing together periods of time to help with the build when we could get away from the city. Sometimes weeks , sometimes days.

   There were a couple of years where the road in was blocked by giant boulders, so we had to walk in about 1km to get to the house, encumbered with all manner of materials, water, supplies , etc.

   Their appreciation for my framing and finish carpentry skills and Georgy’s amazing plaster and faux finishing abilities kept us with many and varied projects to be involved with. The stairs, kitchen, bath house and grounds, windows and doors. All needing to be completed. Meanwhile, many days and nights of sharing meals and stories together. By the way, Georgina’s cooking and baking became legendary during those years!

   I’ll never forget how tuned in we all were to each other and how much positivity and stressing

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   Rob Middleton-Hope

   August 31, 2026

   Memories of Sarah
   Music and Art:

   Sarah was a gifted musician, she could play saxophone, piano, harmonica and sing and likely more. For a time, when she would be in town, we had a regular get together in my music studio where she would join us with her sax, harmonicas and on the piano. We usually improvised but often tried out playing hits from our diverse tastes, Joni Mitchell, Tom Waits, the list goes on. In all cases, she would stretch her boundaries with me and music as we encouraged each other to do so. She was great at the harmonica, unapologetic of her piano playing but always a bit shy with her sax. It was an old instrument and if she didn’t play it regularly, it seized up on her. She played it beautifully, hauntingly, as sax can be. A sense of holding the note and then letting it drift. The interplay between my percussion and her playing was always so great, so appreciated from both sides. Just sharing those moments of creation. We did a couple of sessions with our friend David Hatfield and his “Singing Soul” vocal improv workshops. A week of getting together and vocalizing. Another way of connecting through music.
   She brought our now dear friends Mick and Mary into our lives through music 13 years ago, a chance meeting at her studio, one conversation led to another. Mick and I continue to collaborate on numerous projects and they are dear friends to us.

   With art, there was, from moment 1 a deep connection between Georgina and Sarah. They were sisters of the same tribe and collaborated on and shared so many ideas. With me it has evolved between art, music, building, woodworking and sculpture. In every setting she has supported my efforts with such deep interest and support. Genuine discourse on the what, whys and hows. She would look me in the eye and tell me how she felt, typically full of compliments and support and always with the question of “How great did it feel, or was it the intuitive or the planned part that got you started?”
   I loved the sharing with her, by her. I assumed she would always be there to do so with, that she was the tether to the real in a world of fractured realities. She always brought her curiosity and truly interested perspective to all conversation, nothing was off the table. I came to rely upon her for that particular way she had of seeing to the true center of the situation and not holding back with her opinion or idea. The real loss for me is her presence. Spending hours days nights with her on Thera, in Vancouver. I was blessed with her gift of her time. I so wish I could give more of mine to her as I feel I owe her so much more. She was so dear to me, such a friend, collaborator, mentor, chum so much I will never forget and always cherish. Fair well dear One!

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