I am grateful for time spent at Goldstream with my family and some friends. Going there to see the salmon run has become an annual ritual for us. It’s a spectacle to behold. It never ceases to amaze me how this environment is so conducive to living things. Everywhere you look, every possible place life could exist, it does. Moss on trees. Lichen on rocks. New trees growing out of old ones. A river full of fish, that while dying, are bringing in their bodies so many of the nutrients required to keep supporting so many living things.


I am grateful for time spent in the studio this morning.

I am grateful for the Community Arts Council of Greater Victoria, the Greater Victoria Public Library,
and especially to all the people who showed up at the opening of my show at the Central Branch today. I’ve found painting to be a rewarding pursuit for me, just for myself, on my own terms. To be able to share it, and to see and feel the support coming from so many great people in my community is overwhelming and humbling.


I am grateful for time in the studio today.

I grateful for time spent with Ciop and Farl while they drew and I did some work at the kitchen table this evening.

I am grateful for time spent reading with Farley and rubbing his back at bedtime.


I am grateful for a morning sleeping in. First time I’ve done that in a long time.

I am grateful for sheet pans. This morning I did up hash browns in sheet pans. They turned out pretty good!

I am grateful for an adventure on public transit to the swimming pool with the lads today. It’s novel and fun for those guys. Usually, if we aren’t driving, we’re biking or walking.

I am grateful for time in the studio, first in a few days.


I am grateful for another painting sale. There is nothing is like that feeling.

I am grateful for friends. We had friends with kids over this evening, and later I went out to see some different old friends over drinks, before returning with them to my house when the bar closed to consume several pots of tea.