I hope your Easter has been as special as ours has been with our beautiful granddaughter.
Wishing the amazing women in my life a happy International Women’s Day.
The title of the post is taken from the UN Women’s website, which states the theme for International Women’s Day this year focuses on “Women in the Changing World of Work: Planet 50-50 by 2030”. I encourage you to read their full statement here.As I looked with great pride and much love at my wife, daughter and granddaughter today there is so much to wish for. The UN Women’s statement is a good place to start.
Cookie Monster starts with C, being photobombed here by Grover, and not forgetting Bert and Ernie, all names that cannot help but make you smile. They certainly did for our beautiful granddaughter after Xmas.
They say a picture is worth a thousand words and I think this is one of them.
Taken by my daughter of me and my beautiful granddaughter walking along the Galloping Goose Trail here in Victoria says all I need to say about what the word Path means to me today.
Yesterday was one of those perfect days in Vancouver that needs to be shared.
The North Shore mountains, the West End skyline and the shadowed sands of Kitsilano Beach.
Looking out above the logs to English Bay and the snow-covered peaks beyond.
A perfect afternoon for bicycling through the park.
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.
There’s no better way to relax than reading with our beautiful granddaughter.
“The distance between idea and execution can be a source of frustration — or of inspiration.”
“For this week’s challenge” asks Ben, “tell us a story — in words, sounds, images, or any combination of media — about the struggle to close the gap between an idea and its realization.”
I think I’ll just let the pictures tell the story in which the gap was brilliantly closed
and the pride of achievement glorious to behold.
Mission accomplished by our beautiful granddaughter ❤️
Those of you who follow The Changing Palette will know where I am this weekend.
Whatever the weather
it’s always shining around our beautiful granddaughter.