My Way of Living [04/01/16] 

  • All roads lead to the beach

    Built on a high cliff, White Rock overlooks the peninsula, the view is spectacular. No matter which way you go, as long as you head downwards, all roads lead to the beach. On the way home from work yesterday, the ocean glistened and glittered like so many sea diamonds. It's milky jade surf receding from the beach to reveal treasur…

  • Long Weekend

    With the Easter long weekend coming up, this seems like a perfect opportunity to take a few days off, and recharge. I am getting so behind in everything, and while blogging is definitely one of the fun things in my life, I think I need a few days off from it. I am looking forward to Easter eggs, bunnies, and a lots of photos. Whic…

  • Hope in the heart my world on a Wednesday

    Cold ground, warm winds,Rifling through fingers, tugging at hems. Spears of green startle the earth, shooting up towards the light.Promises made, then broken by spring.Elegance of eagles on updraft, circling, keening, white heads bright against a blue sky. Sifted clouds, shards of light from above. Translucent wingtips against the…

  • The have’s, and have not’s of spring

    Life isn’t fair, and it seems that spring doesn’t play fair either. We ate our Easter dinner out on the back porch yesterday… in the warm sunshine, with the birds fluttering down from the trees to drop by the feeder. I feel guilty telling you this if your lawn is still covered in the nasty white stuff… but take heart.It’s going to…

  • Life isn’t measured by the breaths we take…

    Life isn’t measured by the numbers of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.One of my most favourite quotes, ever. I loved this and have always wanted it on a hand painted sign in my house. So when I found the vinyl lettering at a craft store I knew exactly what I wanted to do with it.I purchased a board fr…