Beach at Boundary Bay

This is me today at Bear Creek Park before I went down to the beach on my own.

It was a beautiful day at Centennial Beach today. There were signs of spring all over and I had a blast taking photos until my battery died. In the midst of the sand and reeds stood this lone tree, just beginning to bloom.
These are tiny little flowers blooming in the middle of the sand.

I call this piece of driftwood art "The Ark 2007." These two young menstarted building it around 2:00 pm and it was 5:00 when I ran into them. They wanted me to take their picture as they were so proud of their accomplishment. They deserved a beer or two for their hard work.

This one I call "Senior Moment." This is true beauty in my mind.

These teens were having fun sitting around a firepit and I caught them unawares as they were putting out the fire. They looked like really nice young guys. I felt so sorry for the child who left this beachball behind. It looked so lost and lonely waiting for its owner to retrieve it.

And now, some Driftwood Art.

"Cave" complete with "furniture"

"Heifer"


"Keg"

"Rhino"
And now some wild life:

Leslie and Josie's Excellent Spring Adventure

Feel free to click on photos to enlarge.

Today was one of the most beautiful days we've had in a long long time. Josie and I had planned on going over to Dundarave Beach to walk along the seawall. First, we went for lunch at a wonderful restaurant called Beaches. We were very lucky to get a window seat overlooking the beautiful garden just off the outdoor patio and the ocean.
After a scrumptious lunch of warm goat cheese encrusted in walnuts salad and dessert of rhubarb crumble, we ambled outside and took lots of photos of each other. Josie will post her own photos, but here are a few of mine. These red tulips were in full bloom just outside the restaurant and we couldn't NOT take a shot of them.
Also, these bright pink tulips were closer to the seawall and I couldn't resist taking a shot of them with the bench in the background.

Some of you didn't believe us when we told you we have palm trees in Vancouver. Well, we took some shots to prove it to you.

The magnolias were almost in full bloom, so naturally we had to get some shots.
















Then when we were leaving, we spotted this huge tree, and Josie insisted on taking my photo.

Oh yes, and me with the ocean and Lion's Gate Bridge in the background.

TOAST

For those of you who've read my previous post, you'll remember my cute little cocker spaniel and the problems we've been having with his desire to be the boss.

Unfortunately, last night with no provocation, he lunged at me not once but twice and got my hand in his mouth. I ended up in emergency having my hand x-rayed to see if he'd broken any bones.

The pain from a dog bite is inexplicable. Although Robbie didn't break the skin, my hand immediately swelled up and turned blue. I had to clench my teeth against the throbbing pain that welled up and down my arm and into my finger tips.

What causes a sweet little puppy to turn evil like this? We have had several dogs in the past and loved them deeply. At 8-weeks of age, we were thrilled to bring Robbie home and to make him a member of the family.

We thought we did things right. We fed him only the best food, took him for professional training and grooming, bought him toys and played with him, took him for daily walks, etc. Maybe it was inbred and just his true nature that finally emerged as he became an adult dog.

I am heartsick, but he is now toast. May he rest in peace.

Devil or Angel?

Well, the dog just got a reprieve, thanks to daughter #2.

Robbie is 3 1/2 years old and really really cute. But when he was around 18 months old, he decided he wanted to be the boss. No way, Jose, I thought and promptly took him for training with a local, well-known and reputable professional.

Six weeks later, we carried on at home with what we'd learned. He was okay - for a while.

Then, last fall he decided again that he was going to be the boss. He started showing aggressive behaviours again, and I started wondering if I should find him a new home.

I was away for almost 2 months, but when I came home I began (again!) to seriously make him aware that I am the Alpha of the family - not him. We go for almost daily walks that are a constant struggle. He lunges at other people and dogs and pulls at the leash for at least half the time we're out. One time I ran into a friend who put her (thankfully gloved) hand down to pat him and he nipped her! I was horrified! and extremely humiliated!

He barks when we leave, he barks when people walk past the house, he barks when people come to the door. He never stops until they go away.

Last night, I sat down to watch TV and Robbie hopped up on the couch without being invited. I said, "Down." He sat there. I said, "Down!" again. He just sat there. After repeating it again and again, he begrudgingly got down so I could put the blanket on the couch. Then I said, "Okay," and he hopped up.

I went to stroke his back when it happened. He turned and put his face in mine and bared his teeth, growling loudly! I had to turn my face aside, but managed to keep my cool as I stated (hopefully sounding matter-of-fact) "Get down." I repeated it several times before he finally did get down, growling all the while.

That's it, I thought. Tomorrow will be his last meal. However, as stated above, Daughter #2 felt it was inhumane and we need to try harder with him.

After a visit to the vet to clear him of any physical ailments and to discuss possible alternatives, we have decided to contact the trainer we had before to see if she can help.

In the meantime, he is not allowed up on any furniture and will get fed when we decide it's time. If he doesn't eat within 1/2 hour, his food is removed and he gets no more until the next feeding time. He doesn't get anymore treats, either.

If we can manage to control his desire to be "alpha," I will then attempt (with trainer's help) to find him a new home. Otherwise, no matter how cute he is, he's toast.

Rain, rain, and more rain

I think we're going to postpone our Cherry Blossom Festival outing for a week or so. There's been so much rain here that it wouldn't be a pleasant outing. Apparently, Vancouver has really outdone itself this year in the rain department. Already, we've had more rain than the usual average amount, even though March is always a rainy month. I know we have a reputation for rain, but normally our rain is what I consider to be a "heavy mist" rather than the pouring down hard variety. However, this year we have the pouring down hard variety! It's depressing and keeping me from taking the dog for walks. Yeah, yeah I do have an umbrella but have you ever smelled WET DOG? Not pleasant!

So...I've been busy doing "Spring cleaning" - rearranged the kitchen cupboards, emptied out the laundry room cupboards and thrown stuff out, donated to the thrift store, etc. Then, of course, my hot water tank blew so lucky me got to dole out almost $1,000 for a new tank. :-(
To top off this depressing season, I have to PAY income tax!
I guess I shouldn't complain, since I do have a nice home with a (last year) new roof over my head, hot water to bathe in, a car that's paid for and my health. But it would be nice to have a little "real" sunshine for a change.

CHERRY BLOSSOM FESTIVAL

After a miserable winter here in Vancouver, BC, we look forward to the annual Cherry Blossom Festival. Everywhere you look, these trees are beginning to bloom. The various shades of pink contrasting with the bright blue sky uplift the spirits of Vancouverites who are tired of the dismal grey gloom. With heads high and cheeks rosy with excitement for summer just around the corner, we gasp with admiration and realize that all the rain was worth it. Next Saturday, my good friend Josie and I will have our fill of the sight and smell of these bounteous blossoms. I plan on taking my camera and will try to capture the beauty of beaches and boulevards lined with these fabulous cherry trees. Stay tuned.

St. Patrick's Day - the wearing of the green

St. Patrick is believed to have driven the snakes from Ireland. Once a pagan himself, St. Patrick is one of Christianity's most widely known figures. The modern secular holiday is based on the original Christian saint's feast day also thought to be the date of the saint's death. In 1737, Irish immigrants to the United States began observing the holiday publicly in Boston and held the first St. Patrick's Day Parade in New York City in 1766. Today, the tradition continues with people from all walks and heritages by wearing green, eating Irish food, and attending parades. St. Patrick's Day is bursting with folklore; from the shamrock to the leprechaun and to pinching those that are not wearing green.

Although I have absolutely no Irish blood in me, I do appreciate the help they gave William Wallace knight and Scottish patriot who led a resistance to the English occupation of Scotland during the Wars of Scottish Independence back in the 13th century. Remember the movie Braveheart? Therefore, in honour of those whose ancestors were part of that war, I will wear something green on March 17, 2007.

Happy Saint Patrick's Day!

Actual Letter to Proctor & Gamble

A friend of mine emailed this to me and I thought it was absolutely hilarious. Brava to the woman who wrote it. All I can say is I'm glad I don't need the product anymore.

Dear Mr. Thatcher,

I have been a loyal user of your Always maxi pads for over 20 years and I appreciate many of their features. Why, without the LeakGuard Core(tm) or Dri-Weave(tm) absorbency, I'd probably never go horseback riding or salsa dancing, and I'd certainly steer clear of running up and down the beach in tight, white shorts. But my favourite feature has to be your revolutionary Flexi-Wings. Kudos on being the only company smart enough to realize how crucial it is that maxi pads be aerodynamic. I can't tell you how safe and secure I feel each month knowing there's a little F-16 in my pants.

Have you ever had a menstrual period, Mr. Thatcher? Ever suffered from "the curse"? I'm guessing you haven't. Well, my "time of the month" is starting right now. As I type, I can already feel hormonal forces violently surging through my body. Just a few minutes from now, my body will adjust and I'll be transformed into what my husband likes to call "an inbred hillbilly with knife skills." Isn't the human body amazing?

As Brand Manager in the Feminine-hygiene Division, you've no doubt seen quite a bit of research on what exactly happens during your customers' monthly visits from "Aunt Flo". Therefore, you must know about the bloating, puffiness, and cramping we endure, and about our intense mood swings, crying jags, and out-of-control behaviour. You surely realize it's a tough time for most women. In fact, only last week, my friend Jennifer fought the violent urge to shove her boyfriend's testicles into a George Foreman Grill just because he told her he thought Grey's Anatomy was written by drunken chimps.

Crazy! The point is, sir, you of all people must realize that America is
just crawling with homicidal maniacs in Capri pants... which brings me to the reason for my letter. Last month, while in the throes of cramping so painful I wanted to reach inside my body and yank out my uterus, I opened an Always maxi-pad, and there, printed on the adhesive backing, were these words: "Have a Happy Period." Are you freaking kidding me?

What I mean is, does any part of your tiny middle-manager brain really think happiness - actual smiling, laughing happiness is possible during a menstrual period? Did anything mentioned above sound the least bit pleasurable? Well, did it, James? FYI, unless you're some kind of sick S&M freak girl, there will never be anything "happy" about a day in which you have to jack yourself up on Motrin and Kahlua and lock yourself in your house just so you don't march down to the local Walgreen's armed with a hunting rifle and a sketchy plan to end your life in a blaze of glory.

For the love of God, pull your head out, man! If you just have to slap a
moronic message on a maxi pad, wouldn't it make more sense to say something that's actually pertinent, like "Put Down the Hammer" or "Vehicular Manslaughter Is Wrong", or are you just picking on us?

Sir, please inform your Accounting Department that, effective immediately, there will be an $8 drop in monthly profits, for have I chosen to take my maxi-pad business elsewhere. And though I will certainly miss your Flex-Wings, I will not for one minute miss your brand of condescending bullshit. And that's a promise I will keep...

Always.

******

LATEST PHOTO ENTRIES

Well, it's voting time again for the latest Telus Photo Contest. The theme this time is "Dreams" and my entries are as follows: "Dream Tree," "When I Grow Up," "En Attendant (Waiting)," and "Finale."
If anyone is registered on the site, feel free to drop by http://photos.globetrotter.net/concours/vote_album.asp to vote. Again, it's so hard to choose as there have been some absolutely fantastic photos submitted by some very talented photographers.

Manhattan Beach Reunion

Well, I survived the reunion even though I was congested with a head cold the whole time I was there. :( And I found a pair of jeans that fit!!! We had a fabulous time Friday night meeting with everyone and eating great food at the Matisse Restaurant (at the hotel). Then Saturday, the salty sea air was good for the congestion and some of us biked for 2 hours along the Strand - from Manhattan Beach all the way south through Hermosa Beach and to Redondo Beach and back. Saturday night a marguerita snuck up on me so I couldn't finish the second one but the Mexican food was delicious (the hot salsa helped with the congestion, too, lol). Chatted with an actor who had come along to give his single friend moral support. After dinner, we snuck booze into the hotel and partied on the outdoor patio until 1:00 am with the help of a local sheriff. Yes!!! Sunday, we got a few shots of some of the group that was staying at the hotel and then Suzanne and I drove through the Mojave Desert to Tehachapi and Stallion Springs to stay with her Mom. We had a great time driving around the area looking at some property dreaming about moving there together. I spied a cute cowboy at a restaurant where we had lunch and am going to contact him through the owner - she happens to be one of Suzanne's Mom's art students! Talk about a convoluted connection! Hah! All in all, a fun week! And my cold's all gone now. :D

Suzanne and I having Japanese food in Tehachapi - is that ironic or what?

PHOTO CONTEST UPDATE - TIME TO VOTE!

I think this is my favourite one.

Hi everyone - thanks for your comments on my photos (blog below). It's now voting time! So if any of you are interested, click on http://photos.globetrotter.net/index.asp and join up so you can vote. There are 404 entries in the "golden age" theme and my photos are scattered throughout.

The sleeping Sicilian is on page 3 and is number 35.

The 4 old Italian men (above) is on page 5 and is number 69.

The photo of the Colosseum is on page 11 and is number 163.

The old villa in Ravello is on page 16 and is number 243.

The ancient Greek temple in Sicily is on page 19 and is number 290.

Check out all the photos and you'll see some fabulous shots from people all across Canada. Once you've joined, you can vote for 10 of the photos - 1 vote per photo. Even if I don't ever win, I really enjoy looking at the great shots people get and I'm sure you will, too. :D

PHOTO CONTEST

When I was in Italy, England, and Wales last fall I thoroughly enjoyed using my new digital camera. Some of my photos indicated I have an "eye" for photography and as a result, I've entered several of these shots in the Telus Photo Contests. The first time I entered, one of them actually tied for 8th place! If you'd like to actually vote for any of these photos, you need to be a member (free). Check out http://photos.globetrotter.net/index.asp. There are some fabulous photos to see there and you can also check out the archives for previous themes. The theme right now is "Golden Age" and I've so far entered 5 photos. Above is "Retirement, Italian Style". Below are: "Old Villa - Ravello, Italy." "Colosseum, Rome" (In the midst of the modern-day bustle in the city of Rome stands the most well-known symbol of the Golden Age of the Roman Empire - the Colosseum. The soot blackened walls strike an absurd contrast to the clean and bright modern buildings that surround it.) Next is "Ancient Greek Temple, Sicily." Finally, there is "Dormant au Soleil" (sleeping in the sun). Click on the photos to see them more clearly. I'd love some feedback. Which is/are your favourite(s)?

La Bell' Italia - Click on pics to enlarge

The Italians have the most interesting doors and windows. This was one of the most beautiful windows I saw. Even in October and November, flowers were blooming.

This famous ruin was at the Valley of the Temples in Agrigento, Sicily.

As I wandered around the valley, I couldn't help but see the beauty of the area. Although the ruins were spectacular, the scenery was even more so.

While we visited a tiny little village in Tuscany, I went off on my own to explore. I saw a gate that was ajar, so poked my nose in. This is what was in someone's backyard!

This is a typical scene of a fruit and vegetable store in Italy.

I know for a fact that no one else got this shot. I arrived back at the cars before anyone else and was gazing around when I looked behind me. I climbed up on the cement ledge of the parking lot fence and took this shot of a house in Sovana, a tiny village in the Umbria area.

I captured this shot at the Villa Rufolo - just trying to be "artsy."

This is at a villa in Ravelo, a small village high in the hills above Positano along the Amalfi Coast.

This is the town of Riomaggiore along the Cinque Terre region in north-west Italy. There are 5 towns that comprise the Cinque Terre and they are all built on the side of the cliffs. This is a shot of the town as we approached by boat.

This is the town of Portovenere across the water from Lerici where we stayed. The view from the top of the hill just outside the church was brilliant.

We arrived in Sicily and drove to this ancient hilltop village, Erice, and I took this shot looking back down the mountain toward the sea.

Speaking of Eyes

I can't believe it! I just checked the Telus Photo Contest and my photograph of a street artist in Florence tied for 8th place! I'd never entered a contest like this before so I entered two photographs. I really thought my other entry was a better picture, but it did not receive one vote. The next photos I entered were of the fountains in Lerici and sunset over the Isle of Capri. Your thoughts on these would be appreciated. (The theme was "Water.") People are now voting on the "water" photos. If you'd like to vote, you must register at http://photos.globetrotter.net/inscription_1.asp?lang=en







Right now, the theme is "Bridges," so I entered this one just today. I took it one sunny autumn day when friends took me on my first geocaching hunt. I remember thinking "What a beautiful scene. I must take a quick shot." Maybe I'll go wandering and take more photos since I feel like a winner right now. I've always wanted to get into photography and maybe - just maybe - I have an eye for it. (I have been told that I do.)

Friends and Full Moons

I took Robbie for another walk this evening (yes, 2 walks today!) and it was so lovely out. Just a bit of a breeze creating a crisp fresh smell to the air. The full moon shone down on us as we strolled the neighbourhood streets that are still lit up by the holiday merriment of Christmas and New Year's. By this time next week, all those lights will probably be taken down and stored away for another year. As I gazed up at the moon, beautiful beyond description, surrounded by silver wisps of cloud and a golden circular haze, I thought of all the wonderful friends I've made in the last 18 months or so. There's Suzanne in Arizona with whom I spent 4 glorious days last February. She took me to one of the world's greatest natural wonders, the Grand Canyon. We met online. Josie lives right here in Vancouver, a mere half-hour drive away, and we also met online. We spent New Year's eve together with some of my "old" friends, and we toasted our new friendship and the fun we're going to have in the future. Then there's Jane in Wales (also met online), and we finally met in person this past November when I stayed with her a couple of days. Tonight's full moon had me humming that song:

Somewhere out there,
Beneath the pale blue night,
Someone's thinking of me,
And loving me tonight.
Somewhere out there,
Someone's saying a prayer,
Then we'll find one another,
In that big somewhere out there.

And even though I know how very far apart we are,
It helps to think we might be wishing
On the same bright star,
And when the night will start to sing
A lonesome lullaby,
It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the
Same big sky.

Somewhere out there,
If love can see us through,
Then, we'll be together,
Somewhere out there, out where dreams, come true.

There have been others along the way, too. God has been good to me with all the new friends I've made - Vicki, Peggy, Joanne, and Connie in Florida; Willy in Paso Robles; Linda in Santa Cruz; Nancy in Porland; Cheryl in Montreal; Neva and Barb in Hawaii; Angie and Linda in New Orleans; Suzanne in Cape Cod; Markee in Denver; Fonda in Toronto; Diana in Akron; and Ada in Baltimore. My mind is just so full of gratitude right now for so many new friends. There was a time in my life when I felt alone but now I'm feeling blessed. I really believe that we're all under the same big sky and love will see us through - together!