It’s raining today.  I came home soaked from my morning walk. The chickens are not impressed with this turn of events either.

I’m doing some rather active avoidance of the writing I apparently want to do on my memoir. I say apparently, because clearly I’m doing this, instead of that.  

These were only taken a couple of weeks ago.  Our niece Alexandra Allardyce is on the far left next to my lovely husband (and her uncle) Kevin Redl. Next is me is Alexandra’s good friend (who also happens to be my second cousin) Natasha Vanderburg.  Laura Allardyce took this photo (she is the mother of Alexandra and sister to Kevin.)

We are standing in front of the Skookumchuck Narrows during a major tidal change that forces way too much water into a narrow opening.

Alexandra is an avid photographer and sent me this photo of her perspective of the Gibsons Dock. Look at that blue sky. Did I mention it’s raining today?  

This is a photo Alexandra took of the view west on our beach. 

I’m looking out my window at that same view and I’m here to tell you that it does not look like that today. Today is a study in grays and wet greens. Vancouver Island has completely disappeared from view. There is only a hazy border between the bruised ocean and the thick cloudy murk that is passing for a sky today.

I’ve decided this is my warm up to the memoir work. Granted, these are rather recent memories, but it sort of qualifies as memoir of a current sort.