This week

Easter weekend kept me pleasantly distracted with my family bubble, and a good long walk on Newcastle Island with Bob and Sequoia. I am utterly fortunate to have this huge forested island provincial park right next to my little island. It’s accessible only by boat and especially in the off season we can have the whole place to ourselves. Newcastle is several hundred hectares with well defined trails that follow its coastline with spectacular vistas out across the Strait of Georgia, and also inland trails around its interior lake.

I’ve found plenty of photographic inspiration walking along the low tide line over the large, long stretches of creased, smooth, sculpted sandstone. On this walk however we came to a small bay on the North side that was discovered on a previous hike to have a most precious beach made of masses of small stones, each entirely different from the other, appearing as jewels. Perhaps glaciation made this area different than the other bays, and we sat on the beach gently stroking over the smooth rocks, picking out ones that spoke to us to bring home. Found art at its finest.

On a culinary note, The coloured easter eggs I had made for my tiny scavenger became deviled eggs the next day. Kind of excited about it. I’ve made them only once before in my life, and I’m thinking why once?! Old school, yes, but they are Delicious! Cheers!

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Recovering Creative

I live on a tiny island on the Canadian west coast with about 300 of my neighbours. I am a Red Seal chef and certified baker (retired), an artist, an amateur photographer. I write, (unpublished so hesitate to call myself A Writer) sing, and can bang out some reasonable sounding chords on a guitar. And I grow a veggie garden. Older, wiser, and armed with insights and experience, I am on a conscience pursuit of reclaiming my creative life. I see it as a career change. Next level.

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