Four grown kids, five delightful grandchildren, constant, long-time partner. A retired academic, I've recently moved with my husband from a waterfront home on a very small (Canadian) West Coast island to a condo in the city (Vancouver). Keen to discover what new priorities emerge, what interests persist in this urban life after 60!
Dressed for comfort, in my mind a soupçon of sturdy or street chic, on my way to yoga class yesterday. The Blundstones are in deference to icy docks, my mustard Gap khakis hide a pair of yoga tights, and despite two layers (including a cashmere sweater) under my old leather jacket (Mackage, a Canadian company I'm happy to support), I was grateful for the woolly, stylish warmth of the Aritzia shawl my daughter gave me last Christmas. It's a bulky wrap, to be honest, but so welcome during Shavasana (I often visualize it as a hug from her, which makes it even more appreciated).
Couldn't resist playing with different angles, as you can see. Blame it on my old Banana Republic fedora....you know what a hat did for Frosty, after all....
I'm off to Vancouver again today, as soon as my students finish their exam. We have some Nola time ahead tomorrow, and on Sunday my sister's hosting a family brunch to introduce her new granddaughter to the clan. I'm so excited to meet this wee grand-niece (and to meet my nephew as a new dad, his brother as a loving uncle) and to have her meet her cousins. She and our little Frankie are only weeks apart. We're a family that has always been well supplied with little ones, but we seem never to take that for granted, and I suspect there'll be a good turnout, everyone impatient for their chance to snuggle. . .
And what are you up to this weekend? Remember to pace yourselves! It can get crazy this month!