On the Bounce

18 April 2024 – A bright, gusty day and, I swear, you can practically see the sun’s rays bounce around in the breeze.

So I play that game, as I walk my Cambie Loop around the east end of False Creek. I watch the bounce of the sun, as it…

  • ripples across this disused West 1st Ave. workshop…
  • triangulates Science World’s geodesic dome…
  • transforms a boring building (L) into a darkly magic reflection (R)…
  • warms the backs of a newbie dragon boat team, intent on their coach’s mid-stream lecture…
  • sparkles a V-trail of diverging wakes, ferry eastbound but another dragon boat now veering west toward Cambie Bridge…
  • rolls across the spring-tidied plots of John McBridge Community Garden, beside the bridge…
  • and shoots silver into the sky from the fingers atop the Neighbourhood Energy Utility, also beside the bridge (where waste heat from sewers is recycled into heat & hot water for local use).

I drop down from the bridge and nod to the Community Garden on my way by. It’s a nod of fellow-feeling: my next stop is a garden centre.

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  1. Lynette d'Arty-Cross's avatar

    That sky is gorgeous!

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  2. J Walters's avatar

    I always enjoy your take on what you see . . . and often, like today, it reminds me of how different the west is from central Canada – ie dragon boats already on the water (cold here still), community gardens (urban ones rare here), heat from waste (yes! why can’t we?) and other things I crave. Lucky you.

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    • icelandpenny's avatar

      All true! It’s also true that I am deeply imprinted by my many decades in Quebec & Ontario and I passionately love the wonders of each — landscape, cities, towns, cultures. Each region has its own voice & beauty (and darkness as well). So… luvky sll of us, to have eyes & feet & minds & engagement with our world…

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  3. bluebrightly's avatar

    Wonderful! I can feel the joy of Springtime. 🙂

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