Himself: I know he isn’t doing well at work, but he came home calm. Walked two miles, situps. He doesn’t want to work in LA.
Herself: I called Bee, and we had a long wonderful talk. Spent most of the day putting together travel entries. Walked a mile.
Reading: Finished number three in the Dresden Series. Now reading an 06 Crais.
Balance: Reading quietly. Feeling centered.
Every house had a colorful garden. Even though we were early in the season, all the main streets were filled with color and a delight to the eye. Every corner had its bunnies, and every green was different.
I, the desert dweller, was awestruck by the colors and joy and passion I saw in every corner. I delighted in the Empress Hotel, one of those Magic Corporate turn of the century hotels, and I thoroly enjoyed the nooks and cranny’s of downtown. As we headed back to the ship, my eyes found the Coho, a 1953 ferry the exterior beautifully maintained. A miniature classic liner right there on the waterfront in Victoria.