Old Hand Coffee is one of the reasons I am forced admit (to myself and now you) the shocking truth: I love Abbotsford. If you’re a fellow Abbotsfordian, I hope you’ve experienced Old Hand Coffee. If you are a local who hasn’t discovered its charm, you must. Right now. If you’re not from Abbotsford, that’s too sad…
My nieces and nephews (and their parents) have a unique advantage: ample camera practice before family portrait season even rolls around. Me? I have eleven (local) built-in models who are (slowly!) learning to ask for a photo (and then begging to see all the images). When nephew Isaiah had a birthday bonfire in the rain, what else was…
One year ago (almost exactly), I was emerging from my six weeks of hospitalization and embracing the beauty of life renewed after so many days of illness and so many surgeries and so many questions and so many doctors. In the aftermath of The Summer of Hospitals, my goal for Summer 2015 has been to…
We spent forty-five minutes together one Saturday morning. Two boys, two helmets, two parents, the four (collective) wheels, and me. The Murrayville Skateboard Park at W.C. Blair Recreation Centre in Langley was deserted at 9am on a steaming hot morning, so I got to watch all the tricks as many times as I wanted to….
What you see here represents several months of planning, the celebration of European and Canadian contingencies of the family convening in one time zone, and the speedy cooperation of everyone involved so their week on the lake together in Shuswap could begin pronto! Not pictured here is my very first lesson in driving a front…
Spending time with these five at Rocky Point Park in Port Moody? Amazing. Not only were they willing to do just about anything I asked (aside from dirtying those perfectly clean collectible shoes, right? :-P), they loved to laugh at me while I plopped across the muddy sand and almost lost my sandals in the…
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