Monthly Archives: April 2013

More Faces in the Forest

When I’m out with Ralphie on our walks, I love looking for faces in the trees and driftwood. What do you think?

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Do you ever get the feeling someone’s watching you?

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I thought this looked like a moose.

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And you just thought you were going for a walk.

A Trip to Englishman River

On our way back from Coombs, Jamjarjude, Ralphie and I stopped at Englishman River for a walk through the woods. Ralphie was ecstatic. Anytime there’s water around, she’s in doggie heaven.

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The water was crystal clear and we weren’t the only ones out enjoying the river.

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Ralphie just had to have a go herself.

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We walked along the river, under the dappled shade of the trees, and I couldn’t resist taking pictures of the spring flowers…

…fawn lilies…

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…blue-eyed Mary…

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…and trilliums.

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The sound of the flowing river was never far from us.

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…and there were some quiet creatures about too.

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Poor Jamjarjude is still recovering from the snake and banana slug episodes.

Meandering in Coombs

It’s always nice to have Jamjarjude over here on the island for a visit. I feel much less guilty driving 20 miles for an ice cream if I have a companion in crime. So, yesterday being another lovely day, we (and Ralphie) piled into the car and headed off to Coombs….for ice cream.

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Coombs is a hamlet with a rather schitzophrenic personality. Part charming stop-over with goats on grass roofs and in fields reminscent of some Swiss mountain idyll…

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…a place to stop at the nursery for garden plants and bamboo…

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…eat delicious Italian food at the Cuckoo Restaurant…

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…listening to the water dancing in the fountain as you eat your pizza…

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…buy delicacies or eat lunch at the Goats on Roof market,

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…where you can find Pacific salmon cured any number of ways…

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…maple syrup the way Canadians buy it…

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…and delicious Saskatoon berry jam.

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There are shops to browze…

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…where you can pick up any number of pretty things…

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…or rustic things…

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…or a good read…

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…or, and here is where it gets a bit bizarre, enormous marble sculptures. Just the thing for your patio garden.

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I wandered down the road, past the tourist trap shops, towards some tired looking antiques shops, which were, for the most part, places where junk has come to rest. But along the way I found some treasures…

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…especially an abandoned old log house being reclaimed by nature.

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Then it was back to the market to choose our ice cream from their 50-odd flavours… rocky road for me and sea salted caramel for Jamjarjude…

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…dispensed from a tumble-down building of immense charm.

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Coombs, focus on the good, avoid the nasty touristy stuff, ogle the goats and eat ice cream.

Bath Day for Ralphie

It was inevitable the day would come. And, after a month of rolling in the grass, and the mud, and the sand, and a week in a kennel, it was time, high time, for Ralphie’s bath. 

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Jamjarjude and I headed into Bosley’s in Aldergrove, to take advantage of their “wash your dog yourself” facilities. Ralphie was not best pleased. We put on our aprons, rolled up our sleeves and hauled Ralphie into the tub. First there was the shower….

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…and finally, the blow dry. She really didn’t like this. Too noisy.

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We bought her a funky new bed and as soon as we got home, she collapsed on it and sulked. Even though she looked so pretty. Poor Ralphie. It’s been a tough week. Kennels then a bath. Things can only get better.

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A Day in Cowichan Bay

Jamjarjude, Ralphie and I were in the car, just off the ferry from Mill Bay, and we decided to take the old coast road up to Nanaimo rather than get back on the Trans Canada Highway. It was a beautiful day, and the meadows were dotted with flowers and the trees were in bloom. We weren’t in a rush. The sun was warm.  The birds sang. Sun glinted off the sea. It was once of those perfect days.

We meandered along the coast road and reached the small coastal town of Cowichan Bay where we pulled in for a walk and a coffee (and sweet, of course). And what a pretty place it was…

























…every nook and cranny of the town is a picture. And the coffee and chocolate and almond cookie at True Grain Bread, were so good, Jamjarjude had to restrain me for going back for more.