treasure tree, morning tea, and vantage point

1. Last week I saw a little boy playing up in a tree. As I walk past the tree this week, I see he has secreted many different treasures in the branches- including an ice pick, a shovel, and a basket.
2. A couple, still in their housecoats, are having morning tea (or coffee?) out on their front porch.
3. I sit on a different side of the train, and as we cross over the bridge I get a whole new view of the river.

long-time friends, giggling girls, and smooth as glass

I'm back home from my retreat. My time away was better than I even imagined - and even though I didn't do all the things I had wanted to (like figure out the rest of my life), I did come away with peace and joy for the future - whatever it holds. AND I have a whole pocketful of beautiful things stored up to share!

1. When I was small, I had a book about a boy called Orlando and his "long-time friends" and "little-while friends" - this weekend I was once again reminded of my wonderful long-time friends and the comfort that comes from having people who know me well (and still stick by me!)
2. As I'm walking at the beach on Sunday, I hear two girls laughing. They come closer, and I realize I know them. Soon I'm joining in on the laughter too.
3. I look down from the bridge I cross to get to work and see the river as calm and smooth as glass.

Rest, a retreat, and rejuvenation

I'm going to Rivendell, a beautiful retreat centre on Bowen Island, for the next two weeks. I'm seeking rest for my mind and my body, and direction for my soul. Can't wait!

Did I mention . . .

. . . that I'm DONE ?!!

And the most beautiful thing of all . . .

I'M DONE !!!

Getting into the spirit of things, spring showers, and telephone wires

1. Every last inch of a house in my neighbourhood has been decorated for Easter . . . eggs hanging from trees, flowers in baskets, large bunnies strewn across the lawn . . . as I pass, I stop, amazed
2. As I leave for a run, a gentle rain starts up. Just as the wind starts blowing and the rain really starts pelting, I'm home
3. A row of blackbirds sitting on a telephone wire

sweet, square dancing, and smack

1. The air smells sweet when I go outside, especially when I walk under the flowering cherry trees
2. A group of white haired ladies stand around in their square dancing skirts, gossiping like they probably did when they were 16
3. The sound of a baseball smacking into a glove