After a 10 hour flight from Frankfurt to Vancouver we prepared for a 4 hour wait before the 10 minute flight to Nanaimo. There just happened to be a connection within 45 minutes so we hussled, paid a small sum, and made a much earlier flight home.
The house smelled empty. The garden had become a jungle. Hanging happily from the front porch alcove a basket of coral impatiens greeted us, as if to say, “Welcome Home, friends!”
Apart from the occasional wave of jet lag, we are doing well and settling in.
On a bit of a sad note, I suspect I left my camera all alone on a bench at YVR. What a faithful little companion it had become, dangling from my neck over these past 6 weeks, ready to catch a moment in time. I hope it turns up in the lost and found, poor little thing. On a positive note, we had already downloaded all our photos, thanks for my forward-thinking husband. Well done, Gordo!
Today we zipped down to Victoria for lunch with the kids and hugs from our grandbaby. Sweetness and light! This afternoon, I tamed the garden and succession-planted a second wave of veggies.
No photos to show you. Poor, faithful little camera. Where are you?
I love your new format!
Thank you. Still working out the bugs but I think it has potential.