Today was just one of those magic Vancouver days. It was warm and sunny. My younger son’s family came over and with the three grandchildren we swam and paddled in the ocean. My son and I went out in our two kayaks. The bright sun glistened off the water. We looked up at the mountains and the many houses and properties that come down to the ocean. The water was calm. There were a few seals out swimming although we did not go as far as the seal island, because we had not brought our life jackets and had not put on the skirt that keeps water out of the kayak.
We ended the day with a lovely dinner on our deck, watching the sail boats come in as the sun gradually set. A lovely bottle of Burrowing Owl Pinot Gris from the interior of B.C. reinforced in our minds how lucky we are to live here. But not all days are this nice.