Merry Christmas
As has been the case for the last ten or so years (since my youngest hit his teens and began to sleep in), I am the first one up on Christmas morning. I feel a…
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Let there be Lights!
Here are some pictures from our evening with my mom at the Van Dusen Gardens’ Festival of Lights last week. After battling our way across town and back to pick mom up in Burnaby, we…
View PostInstead of shopping, a walk in my garden
As enamoured as I am of clothes, shoes, shopping, and the ilk, I occasionally hit a point where tawdry consumerism is all I can see and the gap between those who have and those who…
View PostIt’s beginning to look a lot . . .
Some guerrilla decorating happened in my neighbourhood last week, an annual attack perpetrated by someone with a generous heart, a love of fun, and an apparently unending supply of ornaments. None of our trees were…
View PostWhat the no-longer-drowned-rat wore
If you can imagine a drowned rat, you’ll have a good idea what I looked like this morning when I got back from my run: it was cold, grey, and very wet, but since I’m…
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