At the spur of the moment, I ended up in downtown Vancouver tonight with my camera in my hand and an extra lens in my hoodie pocket.
Isn't Vancouver the best city in the whole entire world? I think so. I should marry it.
It's especially awesome when it's hosting the Olympics. Holy cow. So cool. So friendly. So bright. So cheerful.
I desperately want to stay up and sort photo files and post a slug of images but I'm working tomorrow and hosting a book club meeting tomorrow night. And then losing an organ on Thursday. So I really should go to bed.
Three things I'm thankful for:
1. Glorious evening ... I wore a jeans, a tank top and a hoodie.(And red knit Olympic mittens.) I LOVE Vancouver.
2. Clint figured out how to get the lawnmower started so Drew cut the lawn after school. It's FEBRUARY.
3. Skytrain. Is there an easier way to get around? I think not.
Shalom,
2 comments:
I am with you on the "loving" Vancouver! I will pray that all goes well tomorrow.
Hope all goes well for you Thursday. You will be in my prayers, Linda
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