Everyone was out at lunch today snapping photos of the gorgeous cherry blossom trees lining the sidewalk. It was such a beautiful day. The last photograph reminded me of a painting I did last year. I hope this means I can finally pack up my winter coat for the season. Six months of that coat, day in, day out. It's time to say ba-bye!
March 30, 2011
Today the world got a whole lot better. Jacques Robert Savin was born. Our dear friends Alex & Alicia have had a tough year, with the sudden death of Alex's father Jacques. I am absolutely positive that baby Jacques is a little angel in a onesie. I love the radiance in Alicia's face - such a happy, natural glow. I can't wait to meet the little fella. A beautiful boy born into an amazing couple - he has no idea yet, but he's won the lottery.
March 29, 2011
March 28, 2011
March 27, 2011
Isn't it always a good day when the sky is blue and you aren't?
I hope you all had a wonderful weekend! It was another great weekend full of visiting friends and working on the baby room. For the nursery, we're going with the philosophy, "if you build it, they will come." We also caught the film, The Lincoln Lawyer - it's definitely worthy of seeing - a court room drama full of enough twists and turns to keep you entertained. I thoroughly enjoyed it. It's nice to see Matthew McConaughey use his acting chops again, which I haven't really seen since his role in ATime to Kill. One thing worthy of noting, I think Matthew must have it written in his contract that he has to have at least four scenes per film in a white tank top. But I'm not complaining.
March 26, 2011
I just got home after spending a lovely night away catching up with my girlfriends Kerry and Cathy in Point Roberts. Kerry and her husband Scott have spent countless weekends renovating their beautiful home (pictured above). The upper deck has a gorgeous ocean view. I can just imagine what it will be like for them in the summer, sitting on that upper deck, glass of wine in hand, soaking in the sunset. Pure bliss. We took her sweet daughter Sydney for a beach walk and shared some valuable facetime catching up. It seems like no matter how much time goes by since we've seen each other, we pick up right where we left off. This is an exciting time of life for so many friends, I'm thankful to share in it.
March 24, 2011
March 23, 2011
March 22, 2011
"Inside you the time moves and she don't fade. The ghost in you, she don't fade."
Click here if you want to have a listen to The Ghost in You by the Psychedelic Furs, one of my favourite bands from the '80s. Their song inspired these photos today. Remember how passionate you were about music as a teenager? I remember when our bus trips were planned around record store locations. I need to dedicate more time to music again. Do you have some current favourites you can recommend?
March 21, 2011
here for the video. I think the song still holds up after all of these years, but the actor in the video is not so timeless.
March 20, 2011
It felt like Spring today. It was one of those beautiful days where you could feel the sun's warmth and everyone was out enjoying it. We went to Burns Bog, one of favourite places to walk Molly. Inside the forrest, we came across a tree, beautifully decorated by a family who had lost their 19 year old son. It was very touching to come across such a pretty dedication in the middle of the woods. One of the many reasons I love being a dog owner is that we get to explore all of these great spaces together and get to see that happy expression on her face at the end of each walk. Bliss.
March 19, 2011
March 17, 2011
March 15, 2011
A few years ago I gave her a journal to write her story out for me, so that I'd be able to share her tales with my children one day. Here are some of my favourite tidbits. She grew up in Alsask Saskatchewan. She rode horseback to school. Ironically, her horse was named Gerry, the same name as her future husband. She had seven siblings and they grew up on a farm in a two bedroom home. They owned cows, horses, chickens, pigs and turkeys. She had four brothers and three sisters. She has outlived them all. They had a coal oil stove and spring well water. They survived the Depression by selling cream and butter from their farm to the local town. She won all the running races in her town. She cooked for a family of 7, three times a day to earn money. When they moved, they travelled with their farm animals by train. When her family moved to Fort Francis, she met my grandpa at a wedding reception and knew immediately that she loved him. He asked her out that night and they were together ever since. They bought a bakery in a small town called Emo and lived in the two rooms behind it. Eventually, my grandpa was suffering too many bouts of pneumonia, so they headed to BC for warmer weather. They were married for over 50 years before my grandpa passed away from cancer in 1990. Their only child was my mom. My grandma has endless stories of neighbours she's helped, people she's taken in; she is one of the most giving people I've ever met. One of the most touching things she told me was that she never expected to outlive my grandpa by 20 years (they were 80 when he passed away). She thinks about him everyday and misses the life they shared. But she said she's thankful for my mom, our family and books, because that is her world now. It just really made me realize, it's all about the people we build stories with. Time flies, we really have to cherish every shared moment.
March 14, 2011
March 13, 2011
We had a family celebration today for grandma's 100th birthday (which happens on March 15th). She has seen more changes in her lifetime than I ever will. She is truly a remarkable woman. I love that she still has a twinkle in her eye at 100. She is everything you wish for in a grandma. I'm so happy that my brother's children get to know her too. Every memory growing up with grandma is great - from helping her pick fresh fruit and veggies from her beautiful garden, learning how to play cribbage, pool and darts, going to the strawberry patch and helping her make jam, riding the train in stanley park, watching cheesy shows like the Love Boat together every weekend, sitting on the counter and watching her do laundry by hand, endless bowls of porridge with her and grandpa, hundreds upon hundreds of cups of tea we've shared over the years, her incredible baking, putting her hair in rollers, or simply holding her hand - I adore every wrinkle, every smirk, she's amazing.
March 12, 2011
Before meeting up with friends, I picked up Craig from work earlier tonight on White Rock Beach. While waiting in the parking lot, I snapped a photo of a lit up tree. Within seconds the train came whizzing by. I left the shutter open for a full minute and was amazed at how the train appears as nothing more than a brightly lit streak streaming past the tree. I felt lucky to be there, experiencing the beauty of that fleeting moment.
For March 11 - 365