English Bay

Nothing like a little magic with which to start the week. This morning’s sunrise illuminated my favourite willow tree on Kitsilano Beach that has featured in so many posts on thechangingpalette over the past few years. Definitely another one worthy of sharing.

Happy Monday

the sky blue twins


 
Out walking on Spanish Banks this morning on this beautiful British Columbia Day these two caught my eye and seemed to express what this holiday is all about. Since this week’s Lens-Artist photo challenge is “Blue” what could be better.
 

Happy BC Day ūüá®ūüá¶

WPC: Tour Guide


 
When you walk the Seawall around Stanley Park in Vancouver you will enjoy one of the great city walks of the world. These photos taken on the last day of 2017 on a perfect end-of-the-year sunny Sunday morning show some of the sites you will see as you walk, jog, cycle or rollerblade the 8 kilometre pathway: the majestic totem poles at Brockton Point; Lions Gate Bridge with its backdrop of the snow-covered North Shore mountains; Siwash Rock and English Bay; sailboats moored in Coal Harbour; and the gleaming bronze statue of Harry Jerome who represented Canada in the 1960, 1964 and 1968 Olympic Games winning the 100 metre bronze medal in 1964.

As your tour guide welcome to some of the gems of Vancouver.

Whether you have two legs or four there is nothing pedestrian about this pedestrian pathway, as you walk, jog or cycle beside Spanish Banks and English Bay as we did yesterday, with the Vancouver skyline in the distance.

Could this be one of the most scenic pathways in the world?…
 

…but I’m a little biased of course.

goodness gracious…

…great ball of fire.

Last night’s sunset over English Bay in Vancouver was one giant fire ball resulting from the smoke of the wild fires to the east blanketing the city. Our thoughts are with all those who have lost homes and property and have had to evacuate their towns and communities. At the same thanks go to all those on the front lines fighting the fires each and every day.

backdrop to a life

Yesterday was one of those perfect days in Vancouver that needs to be shared.

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The North Shore mountains, the West End skyline and the shadowed sands of Kitsilano Beach.

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Looking out above the logs to English Bay and the snow-covered peaks beyond.

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 A perfect afternoon for bicycling through the park.

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Who wouldn’t want to stroll in the afternoon sunshine on such a day?

No surprise to those of you who follow The Changing Palette that I would choose this special place to write about in response to this week’s Discover Challenge from the Daily Post: Finding Your Place, in which we are asked by Cheri to bring a place alive that means something to us. But more than that, Cheri writes, “the heart of this challenge is to go further and show how or why this place is particularly special”.

I have shared so many photos from Kitsilano Beach and English Bay over my nearly four years of blogging that the “how” is really self evident.

But what about the “why”? Well, here is my answer.

In 1975, on our first wedding anniversary, my wife and I came to Vancouver from England. We moved into a one bedroom apartment in Kitsilano just a few hundred yards from Kitsilano Beach Park. The following March, on one of our regular walks along the path you see in all of the photos, my wife went into labor and a few hours later our beautiful daughter was born.

The beach was the perfect place to walk with the pram or stroller whatever the time of year, and soon a little brother joined our daughter on those same walks. It soon became a place to stomp in puddles, to take training wheels off bicycles, to bury dad in the sand, to laugh on the swings and slides, to walk with my wonderful late parents whenever they visited, to enjoy the four seasons with the changing colours of autumn, the few days of frost and snow in winter to be followed by the warmth of spring and the heat of summer filled with magnificent skies and those unforgettable sunsets creating silhouettes of lovers sitting on logs or people playing beach volley ball in the dying light.

I could go on and on but I’m beginning to sound like Dylan Thomas. I think you can understand why this place is so special, so meaningful to me, as it has been and continues to be, the beautiful backdrop to our lives over these past forty years.

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Yesterday’s walk, as it always does, lifted my spirits at a time when they are being crushed by the daily news and pictures of new atrocities a world away to the people of Aleppo, particularly to the children; and also as we remember the tragedy of the murdered children of Sandy Hook Elementary School four years ago today. I know you feel as I do that these moments must never be forgotten and so it is with a heavy heart that I pause and dedicate today’s post to the memory of all of these precious lost souls.

back to the beach

For this week Discover Challenge:¬†Fl√Ęneur¬†Krista asks us to “Observe your city, town, street, or patch of earth and report back ‚ÄĒ in your favorite medium.”

No surprise that the patches of earth that I love to feature on The Changing Palette, as you know, are here on Kitsilano Beach Park in Vancouver with views out to English Bay.

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Yesterday’s morning walk at sunrise was rewarded with these glorious¬†Fall colors in the park…

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the silhouetted figures seen between the trees…

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and the tankers illuminated out in the Bay.

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One final image from the walk you might recognize as I used for an eerie backdrop in my post for this weeks Photo Challenge: Transmogrify.

what a sky!

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Magical sunset over English Bay in Vancouver last night from Kitsilano Beach.

the golden bough

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A view of English Bay last night during the golden hour and beneath the golden bough.
I think Virgil would have approved.