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Posts tagged “Scenery

Saturdays are wonderful, stupendous, splendiferous days.

It was a beautiful Saturday.  No wind.  Cool, but not unbearable.  The perfect day for a walk at the lake.  I have found this to be one of the best perks of moving to a new city.  My house is now a ten minute drive from this lake – Cultus Lake – and where I previously went to the lake for once or twice a year out of obligation as a Lower Mainlander, now I go with my children quite often.  Once a month or so.  Today was the perfect day to wander and take photos of what I otherwise ignore.

During the summer months, this shot would be impossible.  The dock you see in the middle of the shot, and the rocky beach in the foreground are chock full of people.  Every person scrambling for a square inch of the worst beach you could imagine.  Which is why I love winter walks at the lake.  It’s quiet and peaceful.  It’s splendiferous.

BTW, Google Chrome’s spell-check keeps underlining the word “splendiferous.”  Stupid browser.  If you’re curious as to what it means, look it up.  It’s a great word.

Sittin’ on the dock of the bay…well…uh…lake.

What is it with docks and lakes that so mesmerize me?  I love the instructional nature of a dock.  How it, though inanimate, tells me that I should not run.  Nor should I dive.  I wonder if it dreams of other jobs.

Life, on the rocks

This weed, growing amongst the rocks on the shore of Cultus Lake, is the perfect example of persistence.  Where there is little to no other life, weeds work hard.  Maybe we should let them grow instead of always hacking them down and digging them out.

Photo Friday…oops. One day late.

My daughter and I went out for a walk around the lake to take photos.  It’s been a few weeks since we’ve been out together.  I love spending time with her.  She tells me the funniest stories of things that happened at school, or at the birthday party she just attended the night before, or whatever pops into her head.  I love that she finds her own stories funny – just like her Dad.

This shot was taken at Cultus Lake.  It is the roots and stump of a fallen tree.

Vancouver’s urban beauty.

I love Vancouver.  I visit it as often as possible.  It is one hour, by car, away from my house.  There are so many streets I have not gotten to know as well as I would like, but this is an area I know pretty well.  This is the corner of Thurlow and Melville.  It’s a block and a half from Christchurch Cathedral, and a few blocks from the center of downtown.  It’s not far from Vancouver Art Gallery (my kids’ favorite spot in Vancouver) and only a couple of blocks from the waterfront.

I’ve been to Montreal, Quebec City, Toronto, Seattle, Portland, Rome, Nice, Barcelona…and they all have nice things to offer, but I love Vancouver.  The glass and steel of this young city (only a hundred and twenty some years old) makes me smile and feel warm.  I’ve never lived in the city and which probably explains my infatuation, but it feels comfortable to visit.  Vancouver is my close relative I like to visit, but wouldn’t want to live with.  Absence makes the heart stay fond.