Showing posts with label Surrey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Surrey. Show all posts

Wednesday, 22 October 2025

When The Sun Came Out

WHEN THE SUN came out one recent morning the world's woes seemed a little lighter. Petals planted along a fence stretched to greet the rays.

Freshly washed dresses clinging to a clothesline soaked in the warmth.

Windows of a small abandoned building caught slight slivers of the glow.

Horse and rider came out to test the Crescent Beach waters.

Though I do like the rainy days, I was nonetheless bedazzled by the sun as it penciled mysterious tree shadows onto the pathways where I walked.

Beneath the nearby pier, sun reflections danced brilliantly like twinkling stars.

Note: This was originally posted in May of 2016 and linked to OUR WORLD.

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Monday, 20 October 2025

Calming Contemplation At Crescent Beach

Contemplation is the eye of the soul and the highest form of happiness some say. Pondering life and our place within it happens everywhere but is uniquely common at the rocky log-strewn Crescent Beach shore. Until a train whistle blasts past the morning mist, it's where walkers go for a moment of bliss.

(Photo, Jan. 2019, Crescent Beach)

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Monday, 21 January 2019

Drifting Into View

The billowing cloud-surfer drifted into view on a windy wintry day. It swooped and swirled like a vibrant giant wing giving colour to the sky and a bumpy ride to the sea-surfer below who was tethered to its strings.

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Wednesday, 2 January 2019

Brrr ... Braving Winter's Chilly Waters

"Come on in. The water's freezzzzng cold!" the first to run in seemed to say. It was no sooner in than out at the New Year's polar bear swim at Crescent Beach.

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Wednesday, 12 December 2018

Merry Message From An Angel

Unspoken Christmas wish linked to Wordless Wednesday and Signs, Signs.

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Monday, 2 July 2018

Butterfly For A Day

We are like butterflies who flutter for a day and think it is forever.” - Carl Sagan


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Sunday, 1 July 2018

Gateway To A Good Life In Canada

APPRECIATING diversity, respecting the environment, providing health care for all are just some of what most hold dear and imagine will be improved upon in Canada, celebrating self-governance from Great Britain since July 1, 1867.

See more West Coast scenes at Musings of A Puddlist In B.C. and also at Under My Umbrella And Beyond: Love The Planet Productions.

Thursday, 14 June 2018

Two Drifters Meet Beneath Brooding Skies

Brooding clouds filled the sky like billowy curtains over a beach star. The driftwood configuration stood upright centre stage on the shore at Crescent Beach amid more common logs haphazardly strewn along the sandy floor.

A "head", scorched perhaps from having once been in a camp fire, somehow became attached to the body of the upright piece. Over time, through shifting skies and changing tides, the two random travelers drifted to each other to become one artistic piece of extraordinary stature from every angle.


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See more B.C. scenes at Musings of A Puddlist In B.C. and also at UNDER MY UMBRELLA AND BEYOND: Love The Planet Productions

Thursday, 7 June 2018

Cotton Candy Cloud

CLOUDS blown by the breeze usually float together but sometimes one rises above the rest. Not pink or blue like candyfloss, the top cloud still managed to look sugary sweet suspended over Crescent Beach. Did it taste like rain? Probably not. The cumulus cloud, meaning "heap" in Latin, of liquid, gas and solids was a lofty mix unlikely to produce rain. Dark and dreary versus light and cheery is my best go-to unscientific guess for any rain-test. This mass of fluff looked so weightless that if I had strings I'd pull it down and take it with me.

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See more B.C. scenes at Musings of A Puddlist In B.C. and also at UNDER MY UMBRELLA AND BEYOND: Love The Planet Productions

Monday, 4 June 2018

Busy Bees On Both Sides Of The Fence

"What's this?" the curious little boy asked running up to the fence.

The signage gave a clue as did the buzzing and humming sounds.

Over the fence we saw bees hard at work pollinating and making honey in two colonies at the Ocean Park Orchard in Surrey. The insects were participating unwittingly in a project to increase their numbers. It is said that some species of bees are in danger of extinction due to insecticides, parasites, loss of habitat, climate change and more. You can learn about bee life and care HERE.

Looks like Kwantlen Polytechnic University (KPU) in Surrey had a hand in this joint venture. The project is in its early stages as the City of Surrey expects to construct 10 new community bee gardens containing two colonies every year up to 100 colonies. All proceeds of honey sales will go to the local Food Bank.

Just a few yards away on the other side of the fence there was work of a different kind. The cob house is an ancient type of building new to the orchard.

The artistic re-purposing of mostly cedar made great bones for the unfinished structure and the twists and turns of the tree branches created a grand entrance.

I stepped in to get a feel of the house. Hmmm ... where would the couch go? It was quite roomy but the atmosphere was sure to change once all the walls were up. I didn't take my shoes off but took pictures of others at work. (Luckily, I could see clearly wearing my sunglasses after an earlier encounter with a ladybug.)

Bare feet needed to adjust to the squishy mucky mixture.

It definitely looked like fun boot-stomping in the clay, sand and hay to concoct a cement-like wall.

Feet weren't the only tools.

Pails came in handy ...

and wheel barrels as well.

Picks and shovels were on scene to show young and old what bees instinctively know ... keeping busy and being involved makes the world a better place ...

and when you give bees a chance, healthier happier plants will grow.


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This post is linked to signs, signs.

See more B.C. scenes at Musings of A Puddlist In B.C. and also at UNDER MY UMBRELLA AND BEYOND: Love The Planet Productions

Monday, 28 May 2018

The Lady Is A Bug

"Ladybug, ladybug, fly away home" - Mother Goose
   
Plunk ... something landed near my face, a small roundish dark blotch to mar the view through what I soon discovered were my remarkably grimy sunglasses.

It could have been a he but I felt it was a she. The ladybug stuck to the glasses even when I took them off and continued my walk, holding them in one hand and taking pictures with the other. Not camera shy, she seemed to enjoy the ride.

The ladybug made lovely reflections on the glassy surface. Even with my untrained eye, I knew she was one of a kind and no other ladybug anywhere had her exact markings because nature's creativity is boundless that way.

She briefly investigated my finger.

She crept along the rim from one lens to another ...

peeking over the edges.

Perhaps she was snacking on something microscopic in the lint and grime.

It was a smorgasborg of goodies no doubt, a grand feast for a hungry bug.

I wondered about her wings since she wasn't eager to fly away.

This bug preferred to walk for now. Her wings were folded neatly unseen beneath each half of her dotted outer shell.

She did a little vacuuming along the way and also took time to smell the flowers.

When I veered off the path towards my car she knew it was time to say goodbye. She jumped onto my sweater and looked at me intently with utmost courtesy I thought, although I couldn't read the expression in her eyes.

As soon as we parted, I got to work cleaning my sunglasses. The camera showed what the ladybug was too polite to tell me but, needless to say, her message came through in a very clear way.

This post is linked to Weekend Reflections. To explore more sights from around the globe, visit OUR WORLD.