North vancouver — On and off rain. Grey skies. Just enough chill in the air to bring out the sweaters. The days darken earlier and earlier, speaking to the coming holidays and the future. I like fall.
Nanaimo — There are days when going to work is just going to work. And then there are days when I remember to stop, and breathe, and look around, and be grateful that I’m sitting on a ferry the size of a small ...
Bowen island — There are days when living in North Vancouver, and working on Vancouver Island—a one-and-a-half-hour-plus ferry ride away—is a pain. This isn’t one of them.
Someday I'll have to actually visit Toronto, instead of just passing through.
Christmas in California. Everyone else seems to think this is a great idea.
And in the lower left… a humpback whale.
The edge of the world, apparently.
In the mists…
About an hour ago. Worth getting up for.
Some days are better than others.
After the storm.
Summer seems unwilling to quit. I miss the rain.
About to start class.
The end of the commute.
First week of class.
As commutes go, it could be much worse.
It's pretty, but I'm at a training seminar. So, kind of a wash.
This way home.
In the wind.
The view from here.
I can hear seaplanes overhead at the end of the day.
Summer at the library.