OUR WORLD AND THE OUTINGS we take come to mind as April flows to its conclusion. I went on several outings throughout the month gathering images that caused me to pause, reflect and simply enjoy. Among the fragments, it was not unusual to see windless sailboats grounded at low tide on overcast days at Elgin Heritage Park in Surrey. The potential to sail was there but like life sometimes depended on the right conditions and opportunities.
I often walked past this inviting seat encircled by branches of a willow tree. I have yet to sit on that bench but I envision my husband and I having a picnic lunch there one day as the weather gets warmer.
I watched birds hungrily dip into feeders meant for smaller birds ...
and wondered what caused yellowish blotches to invade these birch trees.
I smiled at this sign of love for a special dad ...
and hoped the brunette Barbie doll would find the child who left it behind.
It was odd how shadows from branches cast ink-blue reflections in the water.
During a brief visit to False Creek in Vancouver, I saw one boat ready to float but in need of someone to paddle.
From a distance I could see the rotating restaurant that looks like a UFO. There are also business offices in this unique building where my husband used to work. Fond memories of those fleeting years flooded back.
Back in Surrey at Elgin Park I heard geese squabbling. One had just finished chasing a third goose away. I couldn't distinguish between them and it was impossible to tell if the best bird won this fight.
Further down the Nicomekl River it was still too cold to dip my toes in the delicate ripples carved by a passing speedboat.
In Ocean Park I spied a work crew beyond some brambles buttressing a crumbling cliff near where a home is perched by the
1001 Steps.
Greenery was springing up everywhere as I headed down the stairs. There is a train track at the bottom of steps that gives a sense of adventure. I love the sound of a train whistle and the rumbling of wheels on the tracks.
Ironically, although the railway is in Canada, the property is owned by the American BNSF (formerly Great Northern) Railway. BNSF also has ownership of the waterfront property in the nearby Canadian border town of White Rock as well as below the 1001 Steps to the Mud Bay area in Surrey. I found no clear explanation as to how this came about. It is rumored that decades ago
the Crown leased and/or possibly eventually gave the land to the US company.
Consequently, a portion of the former train station in
White Rock (now a museum), its promenade and parking lots are all on land that is leased from (instead of by) BNSF at considerable cost to the little seaside community. It seems Canada fumbled the ball, White Rock is paying the price and the railway seized an opportunity in the early years.
When searching for words that begin with "O" for
ABC Wednesday, I thought of my journey
outdoors, opportunities taken and not, ownerships and
oddities as well as the
Our World Tuesday team that gives people a place and an
opportunity to share their experiences and travels.
Copyright by Penelope Puddlisms
OH OH, I THINK I hear someone coming.
I better grab my stick.
Would you mind hiding it under your shoe?
No? How about in your pocket then?
Maybe in the shrubbery over there?
Okay ... maybe if I stand next to you he won't notice.
Ignore. Ignore. Ignore. Whew ... he seems to be walking right past me.
Rats! Well if he's going to chew my stick, I'm going to chew his leg!
Copyright by Penelope Puddlisms
The supernatural Biblical interpretation of the death and resurrection of Jesus represents forgiveness and healing as well as the notion that every life comes prepackaged with whatever it needs to bloom to its brightest potential.