I always look forward to Saturdays. Not just because I can be as far away from the office as I want, but because they are simple and quiet: runners or Hunters, morning walks by the water or through the forest, easy conversation, and good food. It’s hard to believe that come fall, I’ll be leaving all this behind for a high-stress three years on the east coast, but we’ll cross that bridge when the time comes.
Today, Stella, my mom, and I took a walk by the water in Kitsilano. Stella loves the beach, and I love seeing her kick up sand and splash around in the water. It was cold for April, so she wore a sweater, but still had the greatest time. We ended up running into a French Bulldog named Denzel we had met awhile back, who had grown into a handsome little boy, and an adorable pug named Rocky.
Lunch was good too, ending off with some Dutch apple pie and black & tan cake.