Love Haiku : Waiting 2

Under the grey sky,

by the sea stippled with rain,

I will wait for you.

Splash

I was in Brighton yesterday on the Pier watching the waves churning and splashing against the beach. A woman in a pink raincoat came over all “French Lieutenant’s Woman”….

…I thought, hmmmm….

…not a good idea to turn your back on the waves.

I think she needs a bigger raincoat.

On the Beach

It was a Sunday. It was August. It was sunny. I was on the beach at Brighton,

I watched gulls flying high overhead (nervously…)…

…and then I stood in the surf and let the waves wash over my feet…

…and then watched the foam get sucked back out to sea.

The Beach Up Close

My sister Jamjarjude and I stopped off for a walk on the beach at Lantzville the other day. It’s not a mellow, sandy beach, but one of those wild, rocky beaches of the Pacific Northwest. And beautiful. Especially when you get up close and personal.

There was seaweed…

…and tiny mussels clustered together on the rocks….

…masses of barnacles…

…sandstone carved by the sea water…

…pebbles cemented by the sand into rock…

…and rocks pitted where the pebbles have been released into the sea.

The tide was low, and the beach revealed the sandstone honed into soft shapes by the sea…

…and many textures, all unveiled by the low tide.

Just a walk on a beach.

On the Road, Part 2

Jamjarjude and I hit the road for the USA this morning in full Thelma and Louise mode sans Princess Ralphie who stayed home to chillax after her taxing day of car rides and walks yesterday. We arrived at the US border crossing at 11:00am….

…where we were perplexed to discover that Americans appear to be under the misapprehension that Canadians enjoy parrot as a dietary staple.

We headed down the highway and shortly found ourselves in picturesque downtown Bellingham, Washington…

…where wall art is big…

…and where, as you would expect, a rocket has pride of place in the downtown centre.

Feeling a bit peckish we wandered along Railroad Avenue where my eye was caught by “The BIGGEST hamburger in Bellingham!!!” at Fiamma Burgers (www.fiammaburger.com), so we just had to go in.

We ummmed and ahhhhh over the Elk Burger…

….but finally settled on the most delicious char-grilled hot dogs and fries we’d ever eaten…

….and for those of you who’ve read my Hellzapoppin’ blogpost, please note our table number :-).

After lunch we moseyed around town where we spotted the occupant of the rocket ship out shopping….

….and were stopped in our tracks by CUPCAKES!!!!

So I pulled Jamjarjude into the Icing on the Cake cupcake shop (www.realcupcakes.com) and were given a taste of the most delicious tiramisu cupcake, so we promptly bought up a box of cupcakes to bring home with us to Canada.

Stimulated by the thought of the cupcakes sitting in their prettily wrapped box, we started to think… dessert….and we fortuitously happened upon Rocket Donuts (www.rocketdonuts.com) …

….where we were faced with the most difficult decision-making task of our day.

We headed back to the car, Jamjarjude holding the cupcake box and me with the bag of donuts, and, after embarrassing Jamjarjude by taking a picture of a sheriff’s car (because you just have to if you’re a Canadian)…

…I spread out the map of Bellingham on the car seat and we ate donuts.

Feeling the need for some exercise after our indulgences we headed up the coat to Birch Bay, which, I’m afraid, was given the Thumbs Down with Raspberries award after the beach tried to suck Jamjarjude into sandy oblivion.

And we headed home to Canada, full of food, with a Thumbs Up for Bellingham, and transporting a little bit of American soil across the border to the Great White North.

PS: Diet starts tomorrow.