Bowen entries
Up one levelGwenmar bread
My mother made bread at home ("Gwenmar" is the name of our home), and tried to teach me to do the same. I think she always was skeptical of the bread machine. When it finally broke, she offered to teach me again. I am glad she did - the results are fantastic.
Bowen Forecast - Jan 30, 2006
From my desktop widget. Worthy of preserving, don't you think?
Bowen Blogging Workshop
I was at a workshop on bloggging (and other forms of social software) today. It was organized by Boris and Roland, of Bryght. They held it on Bowen Island, making my attendance easy.
How long is it?
Thus began a famous Monty Python sketch (about men adrift in a life raft). In our case it is days of rain. 22. With no end in sight.
Bowen Bay Polar Bear Swim - 2006
I have done this a couple of times before, but haven't done it for a few years, because of being out of town and so on. This year I braved the winter waters once again - and started the year off with a splash.
The Fog
We're now in our third day of fog in Vancouver. Not unheard of, but unusual to be sure.
First frost
We're close the the water - most of us - on this island, so frost comes late. As far as I know, there has been no frost in our neighbourhood until this morning - November 14.
What's more valuable than the dark?
You could be the richest man in Vancouver, living in a great big Shaughnessy mansion, but you couldn't buy yourself the dark I have, for free.
Watch your language
I am saddened when people misuse words. Not an honest mistake - we all do that - but deliberate misuse that is hurtful or harmful. There is one on my mind right now. I wrote this as a letter to the editor of our local paper, as a plea for people to engage in honest conversation and real dialogue. I have modified it to include some links to further information.
The Candidate
My spouse is running for municipal council here on Bowen Island. She was in an "all candidates" meeting this past weekend, and has lots of campaigning ahead of her in the coming two weeks, before the election on the 19th.
Moon setting on Collingwood Channel
It seems hard to believe, but the moon was so bright one morning a couple of months ago that it woke me up at 5am.
When five minutes becomes an hour
If you live on an island you have decisions to make, every day, as you head for home. And your decisions are always gambles. I lost my bet tonight.
Flickr Fans
I've been using Flickr for a while, but it still takes me by surprise sometimes...