Feather cloud above the cerulean skin of the Pacific
Yesterday afternoon, walking east of Victoria’s Breakwater along the Dallas Road cliffs, above the brilliant cerulean skin of the Pacific, a cirrus “feat...
Yesterday afternoon, walking east of Victoria’s Breakwater along the Dallas Road cliffs, above the brilliant cerulean skin of the Pacific, a cirrus “feat...
This short commute to my daily office,like winning some holy lottery: held to lose my self to the grand humility of rock and lichen,tangled sea kelp, shor...
(“Throwback Thursday” post) Beside a bus stop on Saanich Road we set up our furniture. A sofa, arm chairs, a pole lamp–humped through the fron...
Beacon Hill Park, and the beach from Clover Point all along Dallas Road to the breakwater, is where I reconnect when I return to Victoria. Years ago, I knew int...