Friday, June 24, 2011

My Electronic Scrapbook: Summer in Westwood Plateau and Buntzen Lake, British Columbia, 2002

Scrapbook: Buntzen Lake, British Columbia, Summer 2002

Back at the end of August in 2002, we had an unexpected guest come visit us. We took him to Buntzen Lake, as you know, our favourite park near where we lived. As usual, British Columbians were out in nature, enjoying the beautiful summer.

Scrapbook: Buntzen Lake, British Columbia, Summer 2002

The water is pristine but so cold, I only ever went into it once. This view always breaks out hearts now, we see it in a lot of movies and TV shows. You can see why.

Scrapbook: Buntzen Lake, British Columbia, Summer 2002

As beautiful a day as this way, this was around when everything started to go wrong. We had a lot of bad luck find us after the house guest left very unhappily.

Scrapbook: Westwood Plateau, British Columbia, 2002

Despite the lack of rain, the gardens here did well but on one of my walks I was attacked by dogs and bees but thankfully escaped unharmed. It was very disturbing. I came home a complete mess.

Scrapbook: Westwood Plateau, British Columbia, 2002

I had an upcoming medical procedure I was assured would be no big deal so I stayed positive and tried not to worry about it. There is a reason why positive thinking is a big mistake for me.

Scrapbook: Westwood Plateau, British Columbia, 2002

Yes, we were lucky. We lived in the most beautiful place I had ever seen and we thought everything was OK. And at this moment, I guess everything was. At least I made the most of every beautiful day and paid attention to silly moments like these.

Soon I would be entering my first desert period. It was a slow and steady walk that pushed me to my edge. Ironically I am writing about while stuck in my second desert period. I guess whatever gets you through, right?

3 comments:

Debra She Who Seeks said...

It's true, everyone has at least one desert experience in their lives, often more than one. "Desert" is an apt metaphor. I call them "descent" experiences because one descends into the underworld like Persephone and Inanna. When you finally come up out of it, there is nothing so sweet as the feeling of ascent. Truly being "born again."

Suzie Ridler said...

It really did feel like a descent Debra and it was such a dark and difficult one. For me it was such a relief to make it through and move to Vancouver Island. Oh well, I guess I have to get through my second desert period so I can make it back home.

Tournesol said...

What a beautiful place, I can certainly see why you loved it there so much. Hopefully you can get back one day, sooner than later.