First Daffodils

I usually go for walks in the late evening. I like the dark, and the quiet streets. It's not such a factor right now, but I'm not a fan of hot weather and bright sunlight. In the summer, I stay indoors much more then in the winter. As well, I tend to be fairly nocturnal, especially at times like right now, when I'm working most of my waking hours.

I needed a break this morning, and it was late enough for things to be open, so I took a short walk to get a coffee. I thought I'd walk 2 blocks each way, but it was such a beautiful, mild, fragrant, wet day that I ended up walking about 20 blocks. I discovered that less than 5 blocks from my house, there is a tiny, old-fashioned looking church, the size of a small house. It's all painted blue and white with a hand-painted sign. I have walked down that street before, and never noticed it. The next time I go for a walk during the day, I'll try to remember my camera.

This often happens when I take a daytime walk through an area I usually walk in at night; I notice new details (or, ahem, new buildings) in familiar places. The neighbourhoods near me are pleasant at any time of day; there are nice gardens, houses with unusual details, and lots of trees. It's also rife with churches, schools and shops. There's a lot to notice.

When I got home I peeked out the back door, which is next to my desk. At the foot of the steps was these:



I love Vancouver.