Boldness is the root / route of beauty. Washington morning, from the Cascades Train, Memorial Day. I had never thought I would be leaving my beloved Vancouver so often, to come to the States, but I have a reason to cross the border.
May 28, 2012
May 26, 2012
May 20, 2012
A train-ride into Washington. Exhilaration. Beautiful pellucid sky, blue-green and sunny summery morning. Love where I’m going.
May 11, 2012
“Exilarelief”
The thrill that comes from ducking just in time.
May 7, 2012
May 3, 2012
Loners Can Make Fabulous Colleagues
“Sociability is a big smile, and a big smile is nothing but teeth. Rest and be kind.” - Kerouac
April 27, 2012
#Granville Street artisan, making beaded necklaces with her mouth and feet. #Vancouver
April 24, 2012
April 21, 2012
“Eccentricidillo”
… really ought to be a word: “A little mistake caused by one’s eccentric habits,” a neologism amalgamated from “peccadillo” and “eccentricity.”
April 19, 2012
“He had a pronounced peach inspediment.”
(Overheard near Seattle …)
April 14, 2012
April 7, 2012
March 9, 2012
March 5, 2012
Man waking up, on rocks near Inukshuk, #EnglishBay, #Vancouver
March 5, 2012
Sleeping man, on rocks near Inukshuk, #EnglishBay, #Vancouver
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