The Wet Coast

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When I lived in Los Angeles, one of my favourite things to do was to go to the beach. I didn’t go to swim (too chilly), surf (poor balance), or sunbathe (I don’t tan). Rather, my excursions were all about ocean appreciation; I simply loved strolling along the beach, listening to the rise and fall of the waves, while gazing at the vastness of the Pacific Ocean. The experience was always profoundly humbling yet spiritually uplifting. At any time of the year, a trip to the beach was the best therapy I knew. Continue reading →

“Three, two, one…”

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In a few hours, 2018 will bite the dust. It’s been a difficult year for my family and me, so it won’t be a sorry departure.

With 2019 about to make its debut, I’m looking forward to fresh starts, better days, and new resolves. Yup—with 2018 still taking its final bows, I’m already engaging in “R” activity. Continue reading →

The 49th Lady

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If you take a look at a map of Canada and the United States, you’ll see a long steady line separating the western provinces from the northern states. This line is commonly referred to as the 49th parallel because it sits at 49 degrees north latitude from the equator. When this oh-so-steady border line takes a dip into the Strait of Georgia off the British Columbia coast, however, it does a herky-jerky squiggle around the southern end of Vancouver Island. (We Canadians are grateful for that.) But if you were to follow the 49th parallel across to Vancouver Island, you would see that the line, like a piercing arrow, runs straight through a small town with a genteel name.

Why am I telling you all this? Because for Ladysmith, British Columbia, it’s all about location, location, location. Continue reading →