Fathers have a way
of being persistent when
it counts the utmost.
Happy Father’s Day!
Naked lamps.
Work trip on Thursday.
Balcony Farm got transported via cart to its new location. I warned the plants yesterday, so I hope they will make the transition well.
There’s a real snippet of truth to this.
What a great family.
(Source: victorygardensvancouver)
Feeling a bit nostalgic on moving day. Cats are curious and anxious. Just realizing how much we will miss the view of downtown and the West hills. We had a brief, glorious glimpse of the Lush Life.
Well, even 4 floors off the ground, a few of my blueberry blossoms somehow got pollinated. I am looking forward to eventually eating the eight berries when they ripen.
Showing at Black Wagon for 2nd Thursday on Mississippi Ave. Wheee!
My new art space — finally a chance to start painting again. I love the owls, watching over my creative space.
