14. I’m thankful for the water around me. Whether it’s clean drinking water, a warm shower, snow, a lake to kayak in, a pool to swim in, ice for my drink, a river to fish in, rain, or an ocean to be amazed at I am so grateful and thankful for all it’s lovely forms. I’m a water girl. I learned to swim at a young age and have spent many hours near or on the water creating memories with family and friends. It’s a gift and a blessing I appreciate whole heartedly and don’t take for granted. I’m lucky, and thankful, it’s so readily available to me. I know others don’t have it so lucky.
We spent the entire voyage across the Juan de Fuca Strait outside in the front of the ferry because Weston was allowed on deck, but not inside. However, sometimes a girl has to go in for a brief, uh, rest. Out there in the very front, or bow, of the ship you can see tiny figures… those would be Karen, Mary, Martin, and Weston.
Later Tuesday morning we ventured out with Mary and Martin to grab some breakfast at a local bagel place and then walk around a bit more in the city. We found ourselves walking across the Johnson Bridge and then around the harbor. Sea planes are very common here. Every time we were down by the harbor we saw several come and go.
This is one of the pools at Botanical Beach. It doesn’t really do justice to it. For one, you can’t really tell that this thing was about three or four feet deep.
Sunday late afternoon and early evening we took a drive to the western side of Vancouver Island, not too far out of Victoria, to check out a beach. We landed at French Beach. This was Martin, enjoying the quiet and taking in the scene.
On Sunday, June 22, we took the ferry from Vancouver, B.C. to Victoria, B.C across the Georgia Strait. It’s was a beautiful ride and the weather was amazing. We hung out on the deck throughout the journey, which lasted about an hour and a half. Just gorgeous.
After we got down to beach level and walked briefly on the beach we then ventured around on the path around the edge of the water. This is a photo of Siwash Rock, a famous rock outcropping along the way.
We had such a good time over at the coast this weekend. Walking on the beach, watching loads of movies (five actually… they were: The Savages, The Guardian, Juno, We Own The Night, and one of my all time favorites, Peter’s Friends), eating good take out Chinese food for dinner and then lunch the next day, chai teas, and walking on the beach… again, and again. It was a very relaxing weekend. Just what we needed.
Weston loved his time away. He’s a happy little camper when he can have both of us with him all the time. He slept, played, ran in the sand, dug in the sand, chased his ball on the sand, and looked out the window of the hotel room at all the birds sailing by.
Finally… we each called our mom’s to wish them happy mother’s day, but I’ll say again here… happy mother’s day mom’s!