So What Could Possibly Go Wrong?

June 21st is my favorite day of the year and Summer Solstice my biggest celebration day. This year, the solar system calendar and the human calendar didn’t quite line up and solstice was on the afternoon Pacific Standard Time of the 20th. No problem. Let’s have a 2-day celebration!

I had decided this year for a number of reasons to cancel what had become our annual Solstice in the Garden party. When I found out that there was a full moon at solstice this year the plan soon took shape and became clear. I had an image of myself somewhere beside the water watching the reflection of the sunset colors and the shining full moon illuminating land and sea. It was time to expand the perimeter.

I rented a cabin on an island by the water on Quadra Island, an hour and a half drive + 15 minute ferry ride north of here. The cabin was perfectly situated on the shores of Discovery Channel looking across to the west and Vancouver Island mountain views. We’d watch the sunset and also have clear view of the full moon rising.

Solstice Sparklers-1On the way up we stopped to visit friends who were staying in their camper by the beach with killer views. I had brought appropriate supplies and 3:48 pm PST, the official time of solstice, found us on the beach with our Bic lighters trying to light sparklers (in the wind) and blowing into noisemakers that made no noise (cheap dollar store), my friends with great good nature going along with this nutcase. It was a beautiful day.

Later after exploring Quadra Island and neighboring Cortes we settled into our seaside cabin late afternoon to get ready for the sunset and moonrise show. Visions of sparkling moonshine on the water danced in my head (so to speak) as I looked at the sky above me. As time went by my glances became, shall we say, a little more anxious as I witnessed what was really going on. The forecast had been for clear skies and 24 degrees C. The reality? Well, this was my view…

Fog View from April Point
No sunset, no full moon, nothing. The evening became about fog, rain and passing cruise ships on their way back from Alaska. This was the first Strawberry Moon as they call this full moon summer solstice alignment in 68 years. The next will not appear until 2062 and I’m not sure I’ll be able to wait for it.

Quadra Island was great though and I’ve already booked a longer return visit later this summer, this time when new moon is expected. Wish me luck viewing that one.

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Learning to Walk

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They say that it takes 4-6 weeks to imbed a new habit. Since my accident sabbatical I had developed the habit of NOT walking – because for awhile I couldn’t.  If that wasn’t bad enough, It was also months since I was able to go to pilates, which I love and am convinced is keeping me upright. Meaning, my fear is, if I ever let it go, I’ll be pushing that walker in no time. I missed both activities, badly.

As time passed and, as it does, healed, the day came when I was ready. However, even when I was willing and able to go back to pilates my teacher was not ready for me. She had a houseful of refugees living in her house, including in her pilates studio – relatives who had to evacuate from the destruction of the huge Fort McMurray fires (and I thought I had problems!).

My return to pilates was delayed, but I was ready to do something so I figured walking needs no equipment or teachers and no barriers except what’s between the ears. So I decided to pick up the pieces, put my shoes on and get going.

My first outing. my first baby steps, was to the beach where the path is solid and level. Trying not to think about past days when I would walk forever, I just concentrated on this one stretch of beach. It felt good to be moving again – even if I had to break and sit on a bench for awhile mid-way. Since then, I’ve been out every day for several weeks now, building strength – beach walks, forest walks, town walks, hood walks. I may return sore, but so what, I’m sore anyway. I’ve gone back to re-visit trails around town I haven’t been to in a long time. Sometimes I go further afield and have found some great discoveries. Like rivers and waterfalls.

I don’t know why but It’s taken me 4 years and 11 months to discover one of the greatest walks around here. A mere 15 minutes up the highway on the way to Port Alberni is the Little Qualicum Falls Provincial Park. I knew it was there, but I don’t know how I missed it (if that makes any sense). Well maintained pathways follow the river through the forest on both sides up along the gorge containing the falls making for an easy hike alongside the rushing water. It’s my new favorite place and I’ve been back a couple of times in the past week.

How many other terrific walking places are so close by that are yet to be discovered? I intend to find out.

These daily walks serve more, much more, than just the physical health. They are a time for absorbing the natural world, working out creative ideas, thinking of solutions, recovering from “Mom I have bad news” days, regaining calm – I can understand the expression ‘walking meditation’. I always return feeling fantastic and appreciating my good fortune. A worthy habit to resurrect.

“Solvitur ambulando,” St. Augustine is said to have remarked. “It is solved by walking.”

Back on my feet, literally, just in time. We’re very soon off on the first of many short (2-3 nights) road trips planned for this summer around the island. I’m totally stoked to go off and see new things. Expanding the perimeter.

Canadian GeographicIn other news…The summer issue of Canadian Geographic, a special climate change edition on newstands now, has a feature article about the scientific research station the government is building in the far north at Cambridge Bay. This is where #2 Son Mike spends so much time as a project manager (he’s up there now for another 6-week stint). Lots of pictures, good story about why they’re building it, and even a quote from the lad himself. That’s my boy!

Put the prosecco on ice. Monday is a very special day. Not only is it Summer Solstice but it is solstice with a huge bonus. A full moon. I’d say this is an excellent excuse for a celebration, which I have every intention of doing. Enjoy.

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The End of the Endless

I thought it would never end. The sheer scope of the project weighed me down for months, the procrastination was truly epic but finally I found the will to move in and get it done.

Working almost daily for 50 hours over 3 weeks on top of a year of frustration – that’s what it took to finish the ever-looming project of transferring my existing 18,000 photos to the new photo system, and in the process learning how to use it.

It was a huge mechanical grind, but I found some good podcasts to keep me entertained, rolled up the sleeves and got at it. Finally. Manual labour, I called it – re-sorting, re-filing, re-looking, re-culling and re-editing.

Now that it’s done I feel that immense weight of unresolved issues leaving my body. The effort was all worth it in the end. No longer stalled, now I can move on to the creative.

Among the many images I looked at were a gazillion of the garden over the past years we’ve been here. The transformation was extreme, starting from a bare patch of yard, and now that things are lush and (over) growing I thought it would be fun to pull out past images to see the changes. Before and after.

Now that it’s summer again, I’m back outside enjoying all this, looking at clouds, watching bees, butterflies and hummingbirds who hang out in this jungle, noticing every daily change, celebrating every new bloomer, come back for another season’s extravagant show. Even the neighbour’s cat likes it here, often settling in for a nap under the bushes – this after his daily dose of getting high on the catnip we’ve thoughtfully planted.

I’m not the only one lying around on a garden lounge chair, dozing and enjoying – got to slip in at least one cute cat picture. Dennis…

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