Coastal Typist

Morning.

I have recently been reading into Virginia Woolf’s A Writer’s Diary. She too wrote not daily but periodically. There is a pointed simplicity to her writing. I recall her description of a summer afternoon. Imagine a room full of dinner guests, she writes. One turns to look over their shoulder and remarks, ‘what a fineContinue reading “Morning.”

Summer.

It is interesting these days when you hear ‘the last days of summer’. It is ending isn’t it? All those warm nights, the sounds of chirping crickets. It is all coming to an end. Especially the stars. Oh those summer nights. Getting rid of a few more volumes the other day I happened to glanceContinue reading “Summer.”

Blonde.

Let us see how short this post can be. In an effort to write–and to simply keep on writing–I am posting today. It is the midst of the work week for me. There are many goings-on. Many things to attend to. However, we have recently celebrated a birthday in our household. We have recently beenContinue reading “Blonde.”

Done.

A few items to note. The first is that we visited the Vancouver Island Exhibition yesterday. 125 years strong, this year promised to be fantastic. But, for us, it wasn’t. This may be a fact for several reasons . . . We first visited two years ago. It must have been a Saturday night. Busy,Continue reading “Done.”

Island.

You waited. Now you got it. This post promises another entry to follow. Keep it brief? We’ll try. Now, remember Salt Spring? Yes, well we still had that Saturday morning to go. Up early to pack up our Airbnb. Breakfast? Not really. I mustered up a quick café noir in a tiny French press. TheContinue reading “Island.”

Spring.

Just gotta write. I can’t believe it. It’s like when you crave a burger–or a Rabinowitz smoked meat sandwich from a local deli . . . More on that later. Another preview here. Full post to follow. You know, work stuff calls. So stay tuned for smoked meat sandwiches, more coffee, some baking, and aContinue reading “Spring.”

Salt.

Today was the day. We were up early and ready to go. The drive South to Crofton was easy as the roadways were clear early morning. The trick was getting the baby all set–and mum and dad too. We all piled into the family van and made way. There is always an eagerness when you’reContinue reading “Salt.”

Salt Spring Island.

Have you been there? One of several Gulf Islands, this gem is just another short ferry hop away from Vancouver Island. We head there tomorrow morning. Why write a preview? Well, I’m excited. There is no question that summer is slipping away. Have you ever watched the tide slink out from the beach back toContinue reading “Salt Spring Island.”

Remarketeering.

Parksville’s Summer by the Sea Market. It happened today. This market has in fact been going on week to week. Tuesday nights. The tiny, cozy drive is closed to vehicle traffic. Pedestrians abound. One end of the drive hugs highway 19A. The Straight of Georgia and sandy stretch of Parksville beach lit up by sunsetContinue reading “Remarketeering.”

Just have to.

Have been busy these days. But that won’t do, will it? The work week is something else. It pulls in this direction and that. Not to mention traffic–the commute. I have been enjoying languages in the car lately. Let me explain. German, Italian, French. In the time that it takes to get to the workplaceContinue reading “Just have to.”