We were shooting some new promo picture for Garnet today. Behind the backdrop, happily snoozing throughout the whole thing, we found Serena, with a pillow all her own.
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Monthly Archives: August 2008
Sailing August Away
Saying goodbye to August with an afternoon on Madsu in Howe Sound. Plenty of puffs interspersed with dead spots made for a challenging hopscotch across the sound.
Summer Never Ends
We had every intention of getting up early today and doing a circumnavigation of Bowen Island.
But given that this is the last weekend before school starts, we decided to let the boys sleep in.
So we got a late morning start on the boat, and managed to catch some nice in-flow breeze in Howe Sound with Madsu cruising to weather at 5 knots.
Heading back to Horseshoe Bay at the end of the day we played with the cruising chute a bit in the super light breeze ahead of the shift to an outflow.
Nice way to spend another summer afternoon on the west coast.
Go Figure for Aug 27
- Just how much traction has the organic food movement developed ? Apparently enough to attract Blueberry Hijackers.
- Ever wonder why you keep getting so much spam ? You’d think those spammers would call it a day considering we throw all their stuff in the junk heap. Or do we ?
- When times get tough, the rich go shopping. At Cosco.
- Shopping for high end clothes will never be the same, now that Wallace and Gromit are on the case.
- And they claim the cows are mad ? This loony British farmer crossed the Bering Straits in his Land Rover.
- Still on that side of the pond… with the price of feed what it is, this makes total sense. I think. Tiny Household Cows.
- I’m totally bummed about this cancellation, and I know my friend Dave T was looking forward to it as well. Apparently Nuns on the Catwalk won’t be happening after all.
Liquid Sunshine
The day’s rain scented the neighbourhood with freshness impossible to duplicate. Grouse Mountain was nowhere to be seen, engulfed in a thick cloud that drifted down to the street and hung on the neighbourhood trees.
So I turned my lens on what was close at hand, fruit and flowers hanging on to the day’s raindrops.
Sadly, many of our neighbours had their automatic-in-ground sprinklers running.
