I am grateful for walks to and from school today with my boys.

I am grateful for the 911 emergency service. It works. I tested it. I saw smoke, but there was no uncontrolled fire, as it turned out.

On the walk home, one street was thick with dark smoke. Turning the corner and walking halfway down the block, there was a house with the source of it. The smoke was pouring out of the chimney, way more than I would have thought a normal fire should. When I knocked on the door and no-one came, I called 911. As I continued home I could hear the sirens.

Later, I talked to a firefighter. He said when they showed up, someone answered the door and there was a clean burning fire in the fireplace. He said it was better to be safe than sorry, though, and that it was good that I called. Seemed like much ado about nothing, but I figure if it were my house, or my parents’ house, I’d hope someone would call.

I am grateful for time at the studio.

I am grateful for a good long while playing spot-it with my kids before bedtime.


I am grateful for a walk to school with my boys.

I grateful for a productive morning.

I am grateful for time at the studio.

I am grateful for family fun night: Farley’s pick. We went swimming with friends, and a great time was had by all.

I am grateful for a screening of the 1982 Blade Runner movie with Julie after the kids were in bed, in preparation for the new one We hope to see soon.

I am grateful for news that my painting sold at the Sidney show tonight. There’s no feeling like hearing news like that!


I am grateful for a fun time in the hot tub at the hotel in Revelstoke with Julie and the boys this morning. Somehow we started ventriloquizing each-other, and it was hilarious. Big kids are fun.

I am grateful for another stop for ice cream at the D Dutchman Dairy in Sicamous.

I am grateful for a spontaneous picnic we had at Pritchard, near Kamloops. It was next to a river, across from the train tracks, and we saw lots of trains and we ate some good stuff at that nice spot.

I am grateful for a nice warm pool and the anachronism of the motel we are staying at in Hope tonight. It feels like what little I remember of 1978 here.



I am grateful for a great day.

I am grateful for a short walk in Mt. Revelstoke National Park and a visit to Lake Louise.

I experienced the feeling of openness and relief that I always have when I descend from the mountains into the foothills and see the place where the prairies begin. The only thing I’ve found that’s like it is the similar sensation I feel when I first drive of the ferry at Swartz Bay onto Vancouver Island. Both are like a breath of fresh air for me. Grateful for that.

We arrived at my parent’s place in Calgary and were shortly joined by my brother and sister-in-law, and my niece and nephew. I’m grateful to have seen everyone, and to see my kids get on like a house on fire with their cousins.

I am grateful for the way my folks do up dinner. It was delicious.

I am grateful to be here, in the same place I grew up. It grounds me. Much has changed about this town since I was a kid, but lots hasn’t, and i’m glad I can come back once in a while.


I am grateful for a walk with my lads to school this morning.

I am grateful for time spent in the studio.

I am grateful for a productive work day.

I am grateful for Farley's exuberant skipping around the school when I picked him up today.

I am grateful for an electric bike ride with Farley this evening, and for a lifestyle that allowed for a day when everyone in this family went out and did stuff with their days, but the car remained parked in the driveway.


I am grateful for my inlaws, who showed the boys a great time yesterday so I could get some work done.

I am grateful for warm weather, and a nice evening BBQ with them in the backyard before they headed back for the 9pm ferry.