this is where i live.

out my door and steps away. on the seawall. fresh sea air, green trees, deep breaths.

for as long as i can recall, my parents have told me about the long walks along the seawall, with me as a wee babe in the pram. cold winter days, blustery wind, warm sheepskin keeping the chill out... and then the time when at 4 months old i touched the dirt with my small feet for the very first time. again, on the seawall, with salt sea air, pram nearby... these stories (and a sort of visceral sense of having been here before) come forth each time i walk along this seaside path. deep breaths, feeling blessed.

fun & games

a night of celebrating our bride to be.

walking up the drive dressed in yellow

beautiful bride to be.

mayhem in the girl's bathroom @ the biltmore.

A is a beauty- even in a banana suit.

back in this city...

getting reoriented to this place. this home. this skyline. it's feeling good to breathe the coastal air. thoughts on what is next are constantly rolling through my head... trying to give myself some breathing room, change the nagging voice to an inspired voice... it's possible.

moving back in to the particulars of asana practice, guided by the details of my teacher's words... there's a sense of looking inwards, reaching upwards, while simultaneously staying close ...

took some photos on a short walk through the neighbourhood, marvelling in this special spring evening light...

bye bye nelson!

kootenay in spring time.

wonderful family waving bye-bye as we pulled away from their sweet abode.

the hospital with some greenery.

walking to last night shift.

KLH

on my walkings to and fro the hospital.

this is kootenay lake hospital.

this is near the street i live on.

this is me after my 2nd night shift.

weekend wandering.

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.