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Category Archives: blog
Arrival
“This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival.” – Rumi Reading Rumi’s beautiful quote on a deep winter day disguised as spring made me laugh out loud! Every morning since the world paused I’ve woken up … Continue reading
Posted in blog, journaling, life, photography, poetry
Tagged arrival, art, beauty, cherry blossoms, chocolate, city, enchantment, forest, Love Without Limits, park, peace, Rumi, Spring, Vancouver, war
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Daffodils Rising
“Autumn arrives in early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day.” – Elizabeth Bowen Mid-January is just around the corner and there are still sparkling lights to catch my eye as well as a magical lone sapling … Continue reading
Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, photography
Tagged beauty, darkness, enjoy everything, flowers, forest, hope, joy, light, love, mindfulness, park, seasons, sparkle, wanders, winter
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Bench Series (Winter)
“Darkness is where the magic of moonlight lives.” – Unknown Before our part of the world became a winter wonderland, there were two days where I happily found myself – sitting at an outdoor table at the “cabin in the … Continue reading
Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, photography
Tagged apple cider, beauty, benches, churro sticks, festive, friendship, love, magic, New Year, stanley park, storms, Vancouver, weather, winter, wonderland
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Bench Series (Autumn)
“Benches and books have things in common beyond the fact that they’re generally to do with sitting. Both are forms of public privacy, intimate spaces widely shared.” – Mal Peet During the last two years, my partner and I have … Continue reading
Posted in blog, life, photography
Tagged Autumn, beauty, benches, colour, forest, humour, leaves, meditation, peace, photo series, share, stone, tranquility, vistas, wandering
36 Comments
Wandering
“Listen! The wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves, we have had our summer evenings, now for October eves.” – Humbert Wolfe It’s the first day of autumn and after an early morning rain and atmospheric mist, … Continue reading
Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, photography
Tagged atmospheric, Autumn, beauty, enchanting, gifts, grove, leaves, love, memories, nature, reading, sanctuary, storms, wandering, wild
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Golden Hour
“But in the midst of all that is, was or ever will be, there is a light that keeps shining, reaching us from far away.” – Sasha Sagan After an unexpected and very deadly heatwave that enveloped the West Coast … Continue reading
Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, photography, travel
Tagged air, art, beauty, city, climate change, golden hour, Granville Island Market, heat dome, Imagine Van Gogh, kites, local, patio, Summer, vagaries, Vancouver, writing
39 Comments
Feed Your Soul
“Explore the earth, soak up her beauty, and let it feed your soul. Love her like your own, and then leave her be.” – April 2021 Alive magazine Deep verdant green and fragrant gardens draw me most days to paths … Continue reading
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Tagged art, beauty, beloved books, earth, feed your soul, joy, light, nature, normalcy, Pendulum Gallery, pleasure, Summer, tea, wanders, warmth, wonder
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But first, spring
“It is so small a thing to have enjoyed the sun, to have lived light in the spring, to have loved, to have thought, to have done.” – Matthew Arnold Tiny, barely there snowflakes lazily fell from the blurry grey … Continue reading