Sweet November Rain. Seeking out shelter; the last of the autumn’s leaves; glassy, damp reflections; and other cloudy tales.
A little Arbutus; a little GasTown; a hint of Coal Harbour; some oddly compelling signage, and an October sun which simply will not go gentle into that good night. Shine on you crazy diamond, shine on.
The Laity Pumpkin Patch. Flowers in transition. Autumnal bliss. And a dash of Halloween Horror compliments of the Here Be Monsters Festival on Granville Island this past weekend. Happy Halloween, everyone!
“If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run– Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,” Rudyard Kipling (1865-1936). If. 1910. My cousin Sherri and I were the best of friends growing up. We lived almost 300 km apart so we didn’t see each other very often, but …