Monday, June 22, 2015

Whitecliff



Took some time out to visit my father's grave yesterday and dropped off some carnations. Had a wonderful visit with an old friend and took my daughter to Whitecliff. My father used to take me there when I was very young. We'd climb down the rocks and take pictures of the sunset while he would read to me the First Nation legends of Vancouver by Pauline Johnston. When the tide's out you can walk out to that small island. This is Vancouver. This is our home. Peace.





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  1. Not Waving But DrowningJune 22, 2015 at 10:25 PM

    I'm glad you got to share memories of your father with your daughter as it was perfect weather.

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    1. Dennis WatsonMay 20, 2017 at 11:56 AM

      Thanks. Yes happy memories are worth passing on.

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