Happy Canada Day!

Can't write. Too much fun. Except to say that this is me LIVING THE DREAM, drinking lemonade at Emily Carr's childhood home in Victoria. Emily Carr is one of my favorite painters--a woman who DARED, a woman who picked up the brush after leaving it to collect dust for TWENTY YEARS. A woman who reminds me that the only moment that it is TOO LATE is when you are in the grave. Her biggest "successes" were late in her life. Her true success? Coming back to painting at all and going on to write. Her example is an inspiration, and her art is a revelation!

What you can't see behind me is the grape vine, Isabella, that her father planted and loved his whole life, and which still grows with leaves the size of my hands, and curly vines. What you can't know is the utter delight I get in "visiting" artists I love. When we were standing in the gift shop, a 93 year old woman came in with her grandson, who turned out to have cared for Emily late in her life. What a surprise treat it was to talk with her, to get the human side of the legend.

The grass and my journal call...Happy Canada Day!

PS! Happiest of Birthdays to my friend Boreas, who packed his life up and moved to Hawaii and decided to venture out into the uncharted territories of BLOGGING!