This is the tiny glimpse of water we can see from our apartment. It's not the amazing view that a lot of people here have, but to me it's astounding that we can see the water from our window. What a great apartment we have!
Ryan's company paid for everyone to go tubing on Cypress mountain today. We very nearly didn't make it up the mountain (heavy snow + small car = trouble. Luckily we had our chains with us!) but it was a ton of fun once we got to the top.
Here's a photo of Ryan enjoying the speed, as we spin down the hill in two tubes, attached at the feet.
Well, it's official: I have found some theater in Vancouver. I'll be operating a follow-spot for Fighting Chance Production's "The Mystery of Edwin Drood," a very funny musical based on Charles Dickens' unfinished novel. (Strange, I know.) Here's Mark, our lighting director, after a long load-in day.
Ryan's soul choir through the frosted glass at St. Andrew's Wesley, where they gave a Black History Month performance tonight. It was strange being at a Black History Month event where 99% of the people were not black, but I guess that's Canada!
Walking over a bridge today, I noticed that the train cars below me were full of sulfur. It is mined here in BC and shipped all over the world, I think mostly for fertilizer. On the shores of North Vancouver you can always see bright yellow mountains of it. Standing right over this much of it, I was surprised that it didn't smell at all.
Strangest weather today. Fog rolled in on a sunny day. Kinda rolled in and out all day. But with the sun above, the fog was bright white. I went upstairs to the 27th floor, and it was so thick you couldn't even see the buildings next door, let alone the bay. And it was so bright, it felt like the building was floating in a pure white heaven.
Boots and leggings are all the rage this year. I look around, and every single woman is wearing boots. At the small college where I attend math classes, I'm pretty sure I'm the only woman not wearing boots and yoga pants. I like boots, but seeing every single woman wearing them makes me never want to own a pair.
I began taking a photo each day on the day I moved to Buenos Aires in August 2006. It's been over five years now, through normal working life in Argentina, a trip all around South America, a long visit home to the US, teaching in Taiwan, traveling around the Middle East, living in Vancouver, and traveling around Canada.
I have a few lapses, but I decided that it was better to feel good about the blog instead of feeling like a slave to it.
These photos are the things that I see - things that are common or interesting or odd or delicious or beautiful or terrible - things that catch my eye in some way. This blog is a way for me to keep in touch with family and friends so very very far away, an extended photography lesson, and a kind of daily journal of my own impressions of places both new and well-known.