Last of the sun

Aquabus

Peach & Blue

A Taste of Europe

Snow and Sunshine

I know that snow is a common enough occurrence in many areas, even a nuisance, but for me, it's an uncommon miracle that I'm lucky to see once a year. So the feel of it, the sight of it, the textures and the light, are new again- and it feels wonderful every time.



In Vancouver, the sun sets over the PNE rollercoaster- at about 4 O'clock.

Gastown

This was really from '09, I guess I dated it incorrectly, exactly a year ago.
Funny though, because Gastown is right down the street from me now, and I want to go down and shoot some nice pictures.

Snow

Christmas in Vancouver

Christmas Eve, Granville Island

Sciue

Fish

Urban Details

Dia de los Muertos

The Family that burns together, stays together

Bike Town

Vancouver is a bike town. And a joy to ride in.
Can you tell?

Porteau

Today we all drove up the coast towards Whislter on the Sea to Sky highway. We only drove about 25 minutes past the Lion's Gate Bridge (Vacouver's Golden Gate) up into a long bay full of forested islands that look like emerald mountains floating in a narrow sea. The horizon is full of these islands that rise to hazy peaks layered between each other, fading into the distance for as far as you can see. We are in Howe Sound, the southernmost fjord in North America. The coastline was well worth sitting in Gay Pride traffic all the way downtown.
We stopped at a small provincial beach called Porteau which sits on a small peninsula that juts out into the sound. It's full trails that wind through evergreen forests with tidy little campsites who's backdoor view looks straight across the sound from a sandy beach. There's a jetty and a boat launch. I was surprised to find a large group of Scuba Divers off shore, and when I dipped my toes into the water the water wasn't nearly as icy as I anticipated... in fact, it felt warmer than Alamitos Bay. Most likely because the water is fairly shallow there, and the sun has been shining well for weeks. This was our first cloudy day this trip.

Vancouver's Festival OF LIGHTS!

How convenient for Nico and Marcia that their birthday weekend coincides with so many fun celebrations around Vancouver. There is Gay Pride, The Japanese Cultural festival, the Latino Sol carnival (the salsa was thumping across the street all day long), and the Festival of Light. Different countries have been shooting off fireworks all month- Mexico was a few days ago, and tonight's finale performance was by China.

In Strathcona

Pinche Tacos

The Latin Quarter

Does every great city have a "Latin Quarter"? If not, it should!
Tonight we joined the great hordes of Vancouverites, donned our helmets, jumped on our bikes in sundresses and shorts, and rode up to The Drive for an evening cocktail at a cafe whose live Brazilian music wafted beyond our ears, out of the open windows spilling into the street of Commercial Drive. As we sat at our checkered cloth table, we sipped mojitos and wine and gazed out to the sidewalk. Young, hipster parents smiled by, babies riding on their tattooed shoulders. One Dad's t-shirt declared, "Say Hello to my little friend"- indeed I wanted to squeeze the cheeks of the 8 month old riding high above his head. As they passed, I admired the pair of butterflies tattooed on the back of his mommy's arms. Biking is a popular form of transportation here- babies ride in special racks fit onto the handlebars, older children follow behind in carts and on their own attached bikes. One passerby first caught our attention as she walked by with a bike that had a steering wheel instead of a handlebar, then held it because she had the shoulders of a weightlifter, and the outfit of a 13 year old- denim skirt with pepto-pink leggings and all. She had a bounce in her step that said, "I may be a middle-aged man on the outside, but I'm a fun loving teenage girl on the inside".
Our window seat became more and more crowded as the sky so gradually turned a darker shade of indigo, and more and more friends came to dance to the samba beat, singing along in Portuguese. Time to head back downhill, sundress flittering in the wind behind me as the stars twinkled above the mountains beyond the harbour cranes.

Mike Miller

Had to get a shot of Zoe in front of Mike Miller's display at West Elm.
Would love to have had these pillows on the sofa when we lived in the Mission together.
I recognized a dog he used to pet sit, it's silhouette reminds me of him.

Signal Hill Diptych

Grape Jelly

Spa Weekend

On my first weekend away from the kids, even sitting in the airport waiting for my flight home was pure un-lax-ation. As much as I love my giant toddler, I looked forward to seeing my little ones.

Dane & Gwynne's Birthday Spa Weekend

To celebrate Dane & Gwynnes' birthdays, 40th birthdays at that, we took a special spa weekend trip to the Inland Empire. I booked us a room at the Mission Inn in Riverside and we proceeded to unwind.

Psychelic Furs at The Grove, Anaheim

Road Sunset, almost home