The last week on beautiful Vancouver Island was like castaways having found their treasure.
We learned about the tragic shooting in Orlando last Sunday morning in Nanaimo. Ironically, we then happened upon their first ever Pride Parade. More determination than ever to be bravely out and about. Even the cast (?) of Frozen showed up...
A quick visit to the ancient and mysterious rock-carved petroglyphs reminded that the area has been inhabited for many thousands of years. Then the equally mesmerizing ferry back to the mainland, shrouded in mists and legends.
Back in Vancouver we stayed at our first-ever AirBnB. Great location but it may have been the host's first-ever too. TV didn't work, no microwave, the key under a rock, and other oddities. But no matter because most of the time was walking the favourite spots. Scenic harbour with seaplanes, cruise ships, distant snow peaks, and the massive green roof of the former Olympic HQ, now the Conference Centre. Sudden downpours were a reminder this city is in a rain forest. Duh.
The homeward flight was an overnight redeye, also with oddities like no food or snack or movie screen. But always grateful to be safely on the ground near home.
Back at Kemble, all the gardens and trees are lushy and thick. Maybe they don't need us as much as we think?? So the growth gets mowed and pruned. Pat brought back some Pacific seaweed from our Aussie friend out there. We'll see if the garden likes a touch of salt! Just in case, we also loaded up on really good compost from the mountain of it in town.
Today is the last full day of Spring, and Father's Day. The sun rose as far north as it will ever be. Tomorrow is Summer and a full moon. I honour and love my dad, Walter Wyszynski, a man for all the seasons and one of my two heavenly lights far beyond that sun and moon.
We learned about the tragic shooting in Orlando last Sunday morning in Nanaimo. Ironically, we then happened upon their first ever Pride Parade. More determination than ever to be bravely out and about. Even the cast (?) of Frozen showed up...
A quick visit to the ancient and mysterious rock-carved petroglyphs reminded that the area has been inhabited for many thousands of years. Then the equally mesmerizing ferry back to the mainland, shrouded in mists and legends.
Back in Vancouver we stayed at our first-ever AirBnB. Great location but it may have been the host's first-ever too. TV didn't work, no microwave, the key under a rock, and other oddities. But no matter because most of the time was walking the favourite spots. Scenic harbour with seaplanes, cruise ships, distant snow peaks, and the massive green roof of the former Olympic HQ, now the Conference Centre. Sudden downpours were a reminder this city is in a rain forest. Duh.
The homeward flight was an overnight redeye, also with oddities like no food or snack or movie screen. But always grateful to be safely on the ground near home.
Back at Kemble, all the gardens and trees are lushy and thick. Maybe they don't need us as much as we think?? So the growth gets mowed and pruned. Pat brought back some Pacific seaweed from our Aussie friend out there. We'll see if the garden likes a touch of salt! Just in case, we also loaded up on really good compost from the mountain of it in town.
Today is the last full day of Spring, and Father's Day. The sun rose as far north as it will ever be. Tomorrow is Summer and a full moon. I honour and love my dad, Walter Wyszynski, a man for all the seasons and one of my two heavenly lights far beyond that sun and moon.
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