i went down to the river...

walking along the fraser river. i have a little space to take walks in the morning, or the afternoon. a little space to think. a little space to breathe. a little space to see. it's february. there is that smell of the wet marshy flats, combined with the cool scent of the river, & jets flying by, tugs tugging.

a gramma & granddaughter playing in gumboots with the waves made by the tugs. giggles and snacks and a stuffed bear on the blanket, waiting.

so many happy dogs, frolicking in the sand, in and out of the water, barking, owners calling to no response. friendly "hellos" to those walking by. a sense of lightness and expansion that comes with taking the time to walk down by the river.

v day

another heart.

lovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelove.

heart.

full heart bright heart

i came across this page in our message notebook that sits by the telephone. it's the week of celebrating love! there's something about valentines day. i've finally accepted that it is my favourite holiday of the year.

i have a sweet memory of going downtown with c & her mama to the war protest back in 2002. dressed in pink, c wearing heart wings, determined to spread love yo. making a huge painted heart for the front door of my house, scrawling more love under it. and every year pulling out the same yellowed and crinkled paper with that shining heart. and i have high hopes, every year of making sweet little heart cookies with pink and red and white icing and offering them to those i hold dearest.

another year, in mexico city with z, meandering the streets on february 14th, heart candies and balloons for sale, covering every inch of the sidewalk. el dia del amor y la amistad- and that's what made sense to me. it's all about love for each and celebrating this bounty with one another and feeling it all. all these memories are flooding back. there's so many more, all so filled with goodness and red foil wrapped chocolate!

happy day of love and friendship...

enjoying the sounds of ane brun.

been listening a lot to ane brun in the past couple of months... that trembling voice, absolutely splendid lyrics. it's no wonder that one of her albums was produced by the same fellow that did both björk & coco rosie records (who just happen to be two of my faves)... one of those cds that's on repeat in my blaster, and now it's spanning changing of the seasons. it's a keeper.