My Lost Vision

Since I moved a while back, you may have seen me writing a few things about how much I’m enjoying the new place. A ton of extra space (a one-bedroom as opposed to a bachelor suite), a beautiful balcony to share with my plants on the warm summer evenings, and because of my senior’s discount, a lower rent than what I was paying before. But there is one thing I had to give up in the trade that I will definitely be missing, and that was the view (on really clear days only) that I had from my windows in the old building. The view wasn’t all that spectacular on regular days if the air was at all hazy, or if it was cloudy, or raining out, but on those occasional crystal-clear days…well, it was always worth the wait when I would wake up and find this sight waiting for me outside my kitchen window:

mount-baker out my old kitchen window
mount-baker out my old kitchen window
mount-baker-out-my-kitchen-window-2
mount-baker-out-my-kitchen-window-2

But such is life, and I certainly wouldn’t trade away my new place for those views, or any other. I know when the Lord has blessed me, and He’ll get no complaints from this guy. I am, however, exceedingly glad that He also provided me with a camera a while back, so that I was able to get these pictures before I changed locations.

As for all of you fine folks, I hope your winter has been a good one, and I continue to pray for your health, your happiness, and of course, your safety. And may the upcoming week be a great one.

My Lost Vision

A Splash of Color

Just thought I would drop in a couple new pictures here that missed getting in with the last batch. I liked the colors, and the flowers remind me that Spring is once again approaching these Western Canadian shores and soon I’ll be able to get some serious planting done on this balcony of mine where I spend so much of my time when I’m at home. In the meantime, everyone take care, stay healthy (it has been a pretty good flu season with no major outbreaks that I’ve heard about at least), and keep safe. If you can manage to get extremely wealthy while you’re doing all that, feel free to do so. God bless each and every one of you.

Purple Blossoms
Purple Blossoms
White Blossom
White Blossom

A Splash of Color

Craving Summer

Well, as this rain has settled in once again (still far better than that slushy snow we had last year), it has finally reached that point of persistence where it has me craving the brighter days of summer, although at this point, I’d settle for a couple cool Spring evenings; just no more rain for a day or two. Anyway, whenever that happens, I just reach into my laptop (figuratively speaking of course), and pull out a picture or two that serves to remind me that those warmer days are in fact approaching quite rapidly, and will soon enough be upon us. So since I took the time to warm my own heart and soul up, how could I refuse but to share that experience with all my favorite folks? So here you go, these are they that worked for me, and perhaps one or two will help to chase away any Winter blues any of you might be feeling also. I certainly do hope so, and I wish you all the best as:

Outside my window, the rain is beating the time,

to the song in my heart, where the Son of God shines,

as the sun that is hidden by those clouds up above

is not needed when my heart is warmed, by the free gift of God’s Love.

Busy Little Bee
Busy Little Bee
It's Gonna Take More Bees
It’s Gonna Take More Bees
A Burst Of Warmth To Chase Away The Rain
A Burst Of Warmth To Chase Away The Rain
The Colors Of Summer
The Colors Of Summer
Definitely Summer Seagulls
Definitely Summer Seagulls

 

 

Craving Summer

Central Park 2018

Since my January bus-pass had become effective, I thought I would give it a little work-out, and take a run out to Central Park in Burnaby on New Year’s Day; just to make sure it was still there. The last time I was out that way was last summer, and on that occasion, just as I began my afternoon hike, this sensitive little nose of mine had picked up the unmistakable aroma of burning wood. Knowing that there are no campfires allowed in Central Park outside the picnic area (and there only in BBQ’s), I eventually managed to follow the smell of the smoke back to its source.

Chasing the smoke had involved leaving the trail I was on, and crossing a couple others, before plunging back into the denser bush once again. Though you are never too far from a trail in the park, they wind sufficiently, and the park is certainly large enough, that it is possible to lose your bearings for a bit. To put it bluntly, and with a certain amount of embarrassment, I was a little bit lost when I finally came up on what was definitely an abandoned campfire that someone had tried to put out, but not well enough, and it had now, by burning into the thick mossy undergrowth of the rain-forest floor, escaped its boundaries. This, over whatever amount of time had elapsed until I got there, had now produced an area about 20-25 ft. in diameter, where smoke was literally coming up out of the ground, and in some places at least, the ground was too hot for me to walk on in my runners. Ever more dramatic looking were the two small trees about 4-5 ft. apart that were now burning from the ground up to a height of about 2 1/2 to 3ft. up their trunks.

Since I refuse to carry a cell-phone, and my efforts at trying to beat out the flames with a small little rag that I found on the ground were doing no good, I finally had to leave the area (no one was responding to my shouts for assistance), searching around the trails until I found a lady who lent me the use of her cell-phone on which I called the Burnaby Fire Dept. The problem then was that the lady was too busy to help me herself, and the Fire Dept needed someone to meet them at the entrance to the park. I was able to do that, but then I had to find the fire area again! Needless to say, after a few wrong turns, I was successful in getting the firefighters with their portable water sources, axes, and other various equipment into the proper place. They promptly thanked me, and even more promptly sent me away, saying the area was unsafe for someone dressed as I was – really?

They must have done their job, however, because I was able to get some pictures of what still resembles the Central Park I’ve come to know and love, so I thought I’d share a few of them with you here today. And don’t mind the cheeky little squirrel, he was just mad that I forgot to bring my bag of peanuts. Other than all that, I hope your New Year has gotten off to a good start, and that it just keeps on getting better. Everybody please try and stay healthy, happy and safe.

Central Park 2018

Some Of The Older Shots

I was looking through some of my computer photo albums from 2014-15 this morning, which was a time before I got the camera I now use. Since Vancouver is presently sitting in somewhat of a cold-snap, I decided to stay in, and use a few of those old pictures I was looking at to make a new post. (I also find that I’m somewhat irritated with the mainstream press as they help their more corrupt Democrat candidates, try to convince the world that Jill Stein from the Green Party is now a Russian agent. I happen to both like, and respect Dr. Stein.)  So since posting pictures is something that I find to be quite soothing to my soul, and because I was quite happy to see that the pictures from back then actually do a good job of holding their own against those that I now take with the much better equipment, I picked out a few to show you. Then I realized that the similarity in the quality of the pictures from then, and those from now, might also just mean that my photography skills are not improving at all. Thus, before I completely depress myself, I think I’ll just post these darn pictures, and wish you folks all a Merry Christmas.

Alright, this is just not my day! I got all the way down to here, before I discovered why the old pictures look almost as good as the new…they were taken with the same camera. That’s why I’m using red ink, it matches my face. It seems I got this camera further back then I thought I did, but as soon as I clicked on one of the pictures where it appeared on my page after publication, it showed up in the larger form, along with all the details about what camera was used, as well as the other settings. Oh well, I’ve done dumber things, I just can’t remember when. So just ignore everything I said above the pictures, except for the fact that I still think Jill Stein is awesome. And while we’re here, you can add a great big Happy New Year to that Merry Christmas I wished you earlier. Take care and stay safe.

Some Of The Older Shots

The Source of Another’s Inspiration

I was sorting out some pictures the other day, and sending one or two of them off to “YouPic”. That’s my other photography site. A wonderful site actually, which I hadn’t sent anything new to in almost a year. Despite the fact  that even though I only used their site regularly for 1 year (as opposed to this page which I’ve now had up for going on 4 years), and as I already mentioned, haven’t kept it up at all this past year, my views there, on a much smaller number of pictures, are currently in excess of 59,000. The people that see your work on YouPic can rate it, and the highest unique rating you can achieve on a picture is a “Star”, which represents a picture the viewer feels is an “Inspiration”. Of all my pictures, and those views in excess of 59,000, I’ve only ever received 1 Star. To quote Sheryl Crow, “No one said it would be easy…”. It’s interesting to note, however, that the total count of views on that picture that earned me my one and only (so far) Star, are over 2000, which is more views than I’ve garnered on this entire WordPress page in the almost 4 years that I’ve had it up and running.

So what was this amazing picture that was the source of another person’s inspiration? I’ve taken a lot of pictures, and if I had taken a guess as to which of those would have been the first to earn me this particular honor, I don’t know which I would have picked, but the more I think about it, the more I think that this picture would indeed have made it onto my “short list”. I guess that just means I might have some understanding of where the person who awarded me the Star was coming from. Hopefully, it means all this time spent with my camera attached so firmly to my hand, and the viewport almost grafted to my eye, is finally teaching me something about photography that you can’t necessarily learn from reading books. Or maybe not?! Anyway, I have published this picture here once before, and here it is once again. (Feeling inspired? Huh? Huh?….Oh well, I tried…)

Outdoor Street-Art Gallery
Outdoor Street-Art Gallery

So now that Spring has finally set in, I also realized that I forgot to post any Cherry Blossom pictures. So since I’m really late, I’ll just give you a quick look at the last of the latest, which were the only ones I was able to catch. Leaving you with those to hopefully put some Spring in your heart, I wish you all a great week. Stay  healthy, happy, and safe. See you next time.

Bunches Of Blossoms
Bunches Of Blossoms
Chatting Under The Cherry Blossoms
Chatting Under The Cherry Blossoms
Bundles and Bundles of Blossoms
Bundles and Bundles of Blossoms
Relaxing Under The Cherry Blossoms At International Village
Relaxing Under The Cherry Blossoms At International Village

 

The Source of Another’s Inspiration

A Possibility Of A “Green” Spring

We had our Provincial elections here in B.C. last night, and though things were close enough that nothing can be truly settled until the final count comes in (in about 2 weeks), the way things sit now, our Green Party made history, and may now finally swing some serious weight. Moving up two seats this time (from 1 to 3) in a contest that saw the two major parties end up neck-and-neck (Liberals 43 seats – New Democratic Party 41 seats), Andrew Weaver’s tiny little count means just as much, or more, than his opponent’s much larger tallies. If the situation as it now sits remains (the first minority government in BC since 1952 – 5 years before I was even born), The Green Party controls the balance of power, and IMHO, that can only be a good thing. Though Mr. Weaver is not tipping his hand yet as to what his strategy might be (pending the final count), he has said that one thing either Party will have to agree to if they want his support is the removal of corporate and union donations in politics.

So I guess it really is going to be a good Spring after all. I would have preferred the removal of the Liberals from power altogether, but the more I think about it, the more I think this is even better, because I’m not a huge fan of the NDP either, and now neither of them will be totally in control. Hopefully everything is going just as well for all of you. I hope your week is going great, and that you are all keeping happy, healthy, and safe. See you next time.

The Stuff That Window Washers Dreams Are Made Of
The Stuff That Window Washers Dreams Are Made Of
West Vancouver Across The Inlet
West Vancouver Across The Inlet
The Final Proof That Spring Has Arrived In All Her Splendor
The Final Proof That Spring Has Arrived In All Her Splendor
Stretching Up Out Of The Shadows Of The Lower Trees
Stretching Up Out Of The Shadows Of The Lower Trees

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