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Perfect Saturday
{ 08:39, 2008-May-18 }
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The recipe in my opinion for a perfect day is a mix of sunshine, good friends and spontaneity. Yesterday had all of those things.
Our friend Laura is here visiting from Ottawa. She pops in and out regularly as her mom still lives on the island, so when she is on one of her mommy visits, she always stops a day or two here with us. She arrived here Friday night with some absolutely BEAUTIFUL flowers that have filled the apartment with the most wonderful fragrance from the lilies! I feel like I am in a tropical wonderland. Gorgeous. Friday we just chilled, talked, caught up etc. Yesterday we awoke to beautiful, warm sunshine, our first really for spring. It seemed to go from 10 dgs to 28 in period of two days. But who's complaining!? Not me that's for sure! Donna got up early and the girls went down to our shopping area and visited Starbucks, Pier I and the book store while I finished up my work. I was going to be completely finished by the time they got back, but my neighbour had locked herself out of her apartment, so I spent most of my working time chatting and drinking coffee. Spontaneous interruption.....good fun. I worked around it. When the girls came back they decided to chill on the deck in the sun for a while, as I finished my work. Laura realized she had forgotten a pair of her shoes out at her grandmother's house in White Rock, so I jumped at the chance for an excuse to drive out and get them. White Rock is south of where I live about 40 minutes or so, right on the beach and when the kids were small we spent a lot of time out there. They were both born there, and Donna hadn't been back there since. So - good timing as far as I could see. We packed ourselves in the car and headed out on the freeway. It felt good to get out of the city and enjoy the farmland scenery along the freeway route. The van enjoyed being able to cruise at 100 km as well without being bumper to bumper in traffic. I even enjoyed the smell of the pig farm...well okay maybe enjoy isn't the right word. We stopped and picked up Laura’s shoes and then decided a trip to the beach was in order as the night was perfect. The breeze was warm, the sun shining, the smell of suntan lotion in the air. What could be better?! The smell of fish and chips was also in the air and as we were starving we decided to hit up one of the little food kiosks and grab some fresh halibut. Now that my friends is a little taste of heaven. If you have never had fresh halibut and chips at the beach then you are missing something sacred. We savored every bite and licked every bit of transfat from our fingers! When our bellies were full, the rest of our senses needed filling as well, so we walked along the boardwalk, snapped some pictures and just felt everything melt away. It’s amazing how the ocean can mesmerize you and leave you with a clear mind. At least it does for me. That is my happy place most definitely. It started to get chilly and all the fresh air and food had left us tired, so we decided to head home. We thanked Laura for forgetting her shoes as otherwise we probably wouldn’t have made the trek to the beach, but you can be assured that will not be our last trip. The price of gas won’t deter us from heading down there again! I will post a couple of pictures as soon as I get them downloaded off my camera. { Last Page } { Page 44 of 365 } { Next Page } |
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