It was a clear impulse yesterday, to walk. Not an especially challenging route, rather a quiet one.
The road above the Fraser was filled with the scent of Mock Orange.
(Its still astonishing to me that these are growing wild everywhere. Its the height of the blossoms right now. Beside many of these the Saskatoon berries are emerging. There are cherries being sold in the village.)
Abandoned building along the road. There’s a lot of that out here.
Merit walking – how to explain. Lightly holding those one offers to in the mind initially, then letting it go and just walking. Like our meditation practice. And when the thoughts return to the person, the situation, the world, the news, the newly diagnosed, the personal and the larger view, just keep on walking.
We went and said hi at a special place at the temple. As the sky opened up and we were drenched in a deluge, we both swore that we could imagine laughter from that well loved man.
Thanks Sunshine for a good, good visit.
And a tourist shot, from Spence’s Bridge after an excellent meal at the Packing House.
Lots of photos taken, a bit of scrambling in the mud, a bit of walking. The ingredients were all there.
But you know what? So am I a good deal of the time! (Ever so slightly out of focus, that is.)
Its when one is taking pictures of wildlife that the skill of the professional photographer is obvious. Despite a recent class, (which was pretty good actually) I still managed to set things up so that the camera wanted to take a great picture of the nest, rather than the inhabitants of said nest. Still, not too bad for a stop by the side of the road, an awkward fumble for the camera, and then a few minutes of wonder, listening to these two chortle and squeak at each other. They were quite vocal, and it was just as much fun watching and listening than anything else.
From Highway 8, between Merritt and Lytton. A trip to get cat litter. (Amongst other things. When you have to drive to the amenities you take a list. )