
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Morgan & Molly Say Goodbye

Monday, August 28, 2006
Happy Birthday

Tuesday, August 22, 2006
Crimson Eve!
Sunday, August 20, 2006
Guy & Shirley's 2nd Annual Corn Roast!
Saturday, August 19, 2006
Poker Run!
These boats are not only great to look at, but their owner/drivers are a great bunch of guys willing to answer many questions about their boats with smiles on their faces! Thanks for a great show guys!
Thursday, August 17, 2006
A day with Ruth
Spent a great day with Ruth walking the sea wall at White Rock and having lunch on the patio at Troll's. The weather was magnificant and the conversation stimulating. Ruth, being Ruth is always up for a day out. Ruth is a wanderer. She loves nothing better than treking around different countries and talking with different people. She is always learning new things and always willing to share her ideas and opinions. She always inspires me to stretch my mind and challenges me to never stop learning and growing. She hails from California, but I really think she is a Canadian at heart. I hope that Ruth keeps spending her summers in Canada for many many more years! Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Blogger Problems!
Sunday, August 13, 2006
Sunday Morning Walk
Lucy and I decided to take a long walk in the canyon this morning. The sun was shining and it had begun to get fairly warm by 9:30 am . Being so busy and having other places to take Lucy this summer, she and I have not really gone there for weeks. I was surprised to see that it is still fairly green and cool there despite our having had such warm temperatures with little rain for so many weeks. Judging by the amount of unwanted drink cartons, beer cans and potatoe chip bags it appears that the canyon has seen it share of summer walkers and it is a good thing that it has stayed so damp as I would be afraid that those who so carelessly throw their garbage here would also not care where they throw their cigarette butts! I would hate to see this canyon destroyed by fire.Lucy, ever the optomist, spent her time chasing squirrels up trees in the hopes of catching one and fishing for whatever she sees moving in the pools of water in the creek. While she has absolutely no hope of attaining anything from her intense efforts she never tires of it and never gives up. I admire her spirit.
I always feel more connected to myself after spending some time down there. It is nice to listen to the birds sing and the squirrels chitter. Even nicer to be able to hear oneself think for a change. Life here in the everyday world is so hectic and noisy that one forgets to seek that inner place of calm waters and soft music.
Speaking of the real world.... time for me to get ready for a family dinner.
Friday, August 11, 2006
Monday, August 07, 2006
False Creek
Spent the day with friends from California who own a condo in False Creek. It is so beautiful there that it is hard to believe that I am in the same city that, only blocks away, has so many homeless people and such an enormous drug problem. I rarely get to see this side of the city and I marveled at how beautiful it really is.
The most delicious of these was an almond vanilla copenhagen made right here in Vancouver! Yum! It was delicious.
We then wandered our way through some of the alley's with little shops in and around the market and came upon a chalk art competition they were hold on one of the side walks. Some of them were very creative like this one that appears to be a drawing from a children's book with the hand that holds the drawing coming out of the drains!
Sunday, August 06, 2006
She sat like a beautiful bride
Sunday was such a warm day here in BC and we have had such lovely warm weather for so many days this summer that it was hard not to think about mountains for just a little while. There is no better place to stand in awe of the mountains than in the Fraser Valley. I envy those people who live on the spacious farms there and every window on both sides of their houses gives them a view of different mountains. Today however we did not have to drive far into the valley before you were overwhelmed by the site of Mount Baker majestically sitting there all dressed in white like a beautiful bride. You felt she was so close you could smell her wintery perfume and fresh breath as she sat untouched by the scortching sun. Dreams
I learned this, at least, by my experiment: that if one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavours to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours. Saturday, August 05, 2006
BC Day or just the First Monday in August!
This weekend is BC Day in Canada and that really means nothing! Nothing except for a holiday! That is really all the first Monday in August is about. We don't really celebrate anything on BC day. It is not just a holiday in BC, but apparently in several other provinces as well . It is just the last long weekend in the summer and some politician recognized that one year, made it a statuatory holiday, and probably got himself a lot of votes! Even if no one remembers him/her now. Isn't that just the way of life! Wednesday, August 02, 2006
A walk in the Bog
Felt like being outside tonight for a long quiet walk. So armed with my camera Lucy and I headed out to explore the walkways of the bog. I have been so busy all summer that I have not had time to breathe in the musky air of the bog and savor the colors of the foilage that has grown so immense with these hot summer days. 
The bog was filled with wild flowers of all different colors and sizes making me sorry I had never learned the names of these beautiful plants. I always feel better outside, all my tiredness seems to evaporate and my mind begins to slow down and rest a little. With Lucy happily running along side me we strolled from path to path not realizing how late it was getting.
I realized that it was about time for the resident owl to come out and started searching in the usual places I had seen him. On the last path way just as I had given up Lucy ran toward a tree branch and I saw something fly above my head.
Lucy had spooked him and he had flown to a branch just above my head. I should have been terribly mad at Lucy for scareing him, but realized if she had not spooked him I would never have seen him. As it was he was quite happy to pose for the camera as long as he was high enough that he could keep an eye on Lucy. I know just how he feels!







