It has been a pretty darn fine day, starting with a walk to the river with Lisa, Abby, Desmond and Lily and ending with a monster harvest of the biggest, juiciest, sweetest blackberries ever!
Reasons I adore Lisa: she’s smart, funny, genuine, open, intelligent, gorgeous inside and out and I doubly adore the fact that she loves to talk about ideas! Exciting.
So it was a good morning. I took the bandaids off, which meant it was time for Murphy’s Law: a good part of our walk was through salal and other scratchy things. And then, of course, I forgot to pick blackberries fully armoured. Happily, I was careful with my right leg. My left leg? Not so much. I now have matching scratches. Both sides perfectly balanced in the bloody scab department.
Yeah – a really super day. Abby is going to love staying with Lisa and her pups. Yeah – really love it – walking and wallowing in the river every day. What a tough life it’s going to be.
What I really loved about the blackberry walk today – the sun coming out after a couple of days of cloud and rain – it was the kind of warm sun that makes me slow down to a casual stroll – the kind that makes me want to lie down in the fields, close my eyes and listen to the bees buzzing around me.
I started writing yesterday – a new project. A “me” project. So far, it’s feeling pretty good.
Plans are firming up: tomorrow, Benson on the climbers route. Then next week, Jack Augerpoint Traverse. Then Flower Ridge. Maybe (probably) Albert Edward and Frink after that.