Musings on a Small Life

I spied these two gorgeous kitties while walking around the neighbourhood on Monday, on a side street I don't normally take. It was quite chilly out, but that didn't deter them from enjoying the sunshine.   I always cringe a bit when I see cats outdoors, unharnessed or not in a catio, but these two seemed quite content to remain in their yard and just appreciate the day.

A note before I start: I have May 1st as a tentative start date for the kitchen reno. We shall see! There's still no initial invoice for the deposit. I checked on that and was told the sales/planning fellow is a bit slack about the money. Okay...just as long as the installer(s) aren't slack!   ******   On April 4th Dad and I went to Stewart Farm and Crescent Beach. He'd taken me there last year, so long-time followers will already have seen pics then. Last year the farmhouse was closed though, this year it was open. It's a typical  1890s Victorian farmhouse, the kind seen all over Canada, and most of my interior pics were very dark (flash photos not allowed).   The area is part of the Semiahmoo Trail, below. We stopped at this little park before going into the farm itself. It's a very pricey real estate area (what part of the lower mainland isn't?). Note: The snapshots are best seen by clicking to enlarge. They look even fuzzier than they really are when I view...

I got home very late last night (April 11), to bed after 1 AM, but I made it! 1. It was a wonderful holiday with Dad, lots of sightseeing, and we muddled through just fine food-wise, though neither of us cooks (I did bake my dairy-free, sugar-free Irish soda bread and pumpkin muffins, though.) 2. Both flights were on time and uneventful, as was the train to Toronto on April 3rd and the UP Express train from Union Station to the airport. No problems at all; yay! The bus home, was a different story, though. 3. I took over 800 pics that I have to wade through, cull, and then edit. 4. Trip highlights, other than spending time with Dad: The Reifel Bird Sanctuary, the Van Dusen Gardens, and lunch in Queen Elizabeth Park (in Vancouver) with its incredible views of the city and mountains beyond. The only glitch: I knew I would get into Pearson from Vancouver too late to make my way downtown to pick up the last Via Rail train home, so I had booked the bus instead (one of the two companies in to...