It’s amazing how in this world, the sun sets and rises, the moon is in and out of phases, ink spreads slowly across the face of a blank page. Then one morning I wake up and spring is here. A flick of
Got to chose your spot when the sun shines. Philosophy quiz Thursday
Yesterday C and I went to see Cats the musical. At the Queen Elizabeth Theatre. Closing night. Little black dress, rouge coco lipstick, vintage Swarovski bracelet, opera glasses. I woke up in a bad mood Saturday. I don’t know where it
Friday comes with a steady blue sky and the path thru the park is very green. Moss is growing on everything; I think even me if I stand in one place. But out of the forest, on the cliffs, Howe Sound is
Here's C in full writing term papers mode. Papers due Wed and Thurs.
Stood looking at the old shipbuilding docks on the Frazer River for a very long time. Stood and listened. Everything looks still but actually everything is rustling, splashing, squashing, budding, greening, fluffing, twisting, dripping and shining with spring.
What was that shining thru the curtains this morning? Sunshine! Girl’s got to get out.
On this rainy, rainy Tuesday it seemed like a good idea to bake some banana-walnut bread. It was!
The first days of spring. Welcoming you with open arms.
Yesterday, on a typical rainy and windy Pacific day, I walked down the path to the ocean with a heavy heart, eyes cast down to the soggy path. At one point I looked up and saw fresh green moss. A