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Sunday, December 30, 2018

A really nice evening with Marilyn and Diane at the VanDusen Festival of Lights.

Friday, December 28, 2018

Ultima Thule

"Beyond the Known World."

Good luck New Horizons. Hope your visit is successful.


Wednesday, December 26, 2018

Tuesday, December 25, 2018


Monday, December 24, 2018

Sunday, December 23, 2018

Little Bird ~ Lisa Hannigan

Here I stay, I lay me down,
In a house by the hill.
I'm dug from the rubble,
and cut from the kill.
~ Lisa Hannigan

Saturday, December 22, 2018

Friday, December 21, 2018

Thursday, December 20, 2018

Monday, December 17, 2018

Java

Thinking of you girl.


Saturday, December 15, 2018

Just signed up for the Knee Knacker lottery. Fingers crossed.

Friday, December 14, 2018

Brexit explained as a submarine made of cheese

Hugo Rifkind:

“The thing is, the best way to understand Theresa May’s predicament is to imagine that 52 percent of Britain had voted that the government should build a submarine out of cheese.

Now, Theresa May was initially against building a submarine out of cheese, obviously.

Because it’s a completely insane thing to do.

However, in order to become PM, she had to pretend that she thought building a submarine out of cheese was fine and could totally work.

'Cheese means cheese,' she told us all, madly.

Then she actually built one.

It’s shit. Of course it is. For God’s sake, are you stupid? It’s a submarine built out of cheese.

So now, having built a shit cheese submarine, she has to put up with both Labour and Tory Brexiters insisting that a less shit cheese submarine could have been built.

They’re all lying, and they know it. So does everybody else. We've covered this already, I know, but it’s cheese and it’s a submarine. How good could it possibly be?

Only she can’t call them out on this. Because she has spent the past two years also lying, by pretending she really could build a decent submarine out of cheese.

So that’s where we are."

Wednesday, December 12, 2018

Monday, December 10, 2018

Running. My mirror, my sword, my shield.
(via Viva La Vida)

Wicked Games ~ Ursine Vulpine


Sunday, December 9, 2018

Vancouver Grand Prix Final

An awesome time yesterday with Marilyn at the Grand Prix Final. Amazing, gifted athletes one and all. Vanessa and Morgan were my favorite.

A glorious day on Burnaby Mountain. Raining. Cold. Wet. Alone. Alive.

In This Shirt ~ The Irrepressibles

You are loved.

Saturday, December 8, 2018

A wonderful run today with Luna, my Little Lobo, at Fraiserview. I love you so much my little rascal. You are such a bright light in our lives.
"Why? What am I to you?"

Friday, December 7, 2018

Thursday, December 6, 2018

The Stream

Lost in forest
wandering alone
locked in dusk,
I came to a stream.
The stream came to me.
A gleaming flow rising.
Thirsty, I drank.
Compassion, kindness.
I followed its meanderings,
And it followed mine.
An uncertain dance,
through undiscovered lands,
sharing emptiness.
Miles slipped quietly into years.
Things not said,
things not asked.
Until I stumbled out
past the forest edge,
into the harsh light of knowing,
the need to say goodbye.
All so long ago,
yet the stream still flows,
through me.

Tuesday, December 4, 2018

Monday, December 3, 2018

The Scientist ~ Coldplay

I was just guessing at numbers and figures
Pulling your puzzles apart
Questions of science, science and progress
Do not speak as loud as my heart

Back at it on Burnaby Mountain. Only 2 hours and my quads are sore :) I have a ways to go but the journey has begun.