Summer Night Practice
after a winter of endless rain, my city is desparate for sun and all things summery. an evening stroll along english bay is very touristy but it was exactly here, on a visit nearly fifteen years ago, that first planted a seed in my head to move. i anticipate staying put this summer. rediscovery is the next best thing to the new experience. might as well start now.
actually an art installation, this:
realizing that the olympic committee may sic a copyright lawyer on me at any time, i will nevertheless bravely publish this photo.
moon over burrard bridge.
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