Four grown kids, six delightful grandchildren, constant, long-time partner. A retired academic, I'm adapting to life in a Vancouver condo after decades in a waterfront home on a very small (Canadian) West Coast island. Keen to discover what new priorities emerge, what interests persist, in this urban life after 60!
This morning, I've woken up in a Victoria hotel, the noises of a city thrumming just the other side of the heavy sleep curtains. I drove down yesterday afternoon to join in the shower festivities for my future daughter-in-law. Fun to meet her friends and family, but I'm anxious to get back home now, not wanting to squander any more of the delights of an island summer day. Moments like these, for example . . . Paul and I walked to the tiny lake (pond, really) tucked into a corner of a beach-fronted park. We wanted to see if the water lilies were blooming yet, and yes, they are, but only just beginning, and they're hard to photograph, tucked under the parent leaves. If you click to enlarge the photo above -- or if you're very sharp-eyed -- you'll see a yellow globe just in from the left edge, just in front of the mass of leaves.
But even without any flowers, the pond with its covering of duckweed plays a pretty tune with sun and shadow, no?
The willow, leaning in to make the scene even more poetic . . .
Enjoy your Sunday . . . may sun and shadow offer you their comforts, too . . . As for me, two hours from now, if the drive goes as planned, I'll be sitting in a lounge chair on the deck, with a book. Ah, summer. . .