Just back from a fun little rainy trip to our club’s out station at the end of Indian Arm to celebrate Canadian Thanksgiving & Halloween. Environment Canada had been putting warnings out all week about a Tropical Storm coming
We arrived back in the city just a few days ago and after the initial flurry of cleaning, laundry, groceries, laundry and laundry it appears that we’ve washed the salt off and we are well and truly back
“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.” ― Albert Camus It’s hard to imagine now, that only a couple of months ago it was so hot around here that the mere thought of putting a sweater on,
Well, it feels like a Gershwin Summertime around here, the living is definitely easy, the fish actually are jumping although I haven’t got a clue about what the cotton is doing, this is the Pacific Northwest for goodness sake.
It’s definitely, completely, utterly, absolutely a fact. We are not ‘hardcore’ any more…. not that I’m implying that we ever were truly ‘living on the edge’ – Now, however, we don’t even have a view of the ‘edge’ from where we are these days waaay back there in the middle of middle land. Frankly I am holding “boat slippers” entirely to blame for this....