Life's a Stitch

With a tinge of guilt I admit that I am thoroughly enjoying this climate change induced Fall. The monsoons, aka atmospheric rivers, usually hit us between the second and fourth week of September. But this year it's been steady sunshine and warm temperatures since July. I consider it a form of pure luxury, the ability to eat breakfast outside every day. And recently on my morning walks I'm serenaded by the songs of tree frogs. It has to be weather related, I've only heard them rarely prior to this week.

It extended the camping/picnic table painting season. We had the camper on the road for a record number of nights. This is my painting of a pug-nosed van, a 1960's Bedford CA, parked near one of our favourite camping spots at Pinantan Lake, BC.

B and S, who were with us for three months were not desperate to get home to their Bali sunshine. We had fun last weekend in a local park for a photo shoot of her new stock of glittery overalls (see all her designs at Jackalopeland) Normally, this time of year, we'd be slipping on moss and sloshing through mud.

And the fall sunsets have been spectacular.