We have had a strange summer on the coast. People have complained that it hasn’t really felt like summer at all weather wise, and while it has been cooler, it has not been overly unpleasant. Mostly what is striking has been the quality of the air, which has never seemed to get warm enough to hold heat in the evenings. As we sleep outside in the summer time, this is not at all a problem, and the sleeping weather has been divine.
But it has been a strange summer for me on other scores as well. I have been working more than usual this summer, although not traveling, and while I appreciate the chance do some great work, I have missed my routine of long warm days at the beach, diving into a book, snorkeling in the coves and weed beds of Bowen Island and watching the berries ripen.
So this week we are on holiday, spending a few days at Harrison Hot Springs Resort with family for a birthday which is a lovely throwback in many ways (some of which require you to endure the resort’s traditions of diminishing quality – the Jones Boys and Red Rose Tea come immediately to mind) and from here we will head up to Princeton for BCs only real folk festival, the Princeton Traditional Music Festival.. Come there if you are nearby this weekend. It’s free and a phenomenal experience of traditional music in its proper setting – sung and shared by people. There is only an arbitrary line between performer and audience, and it’s wicked fun to erase it from time to time.
So it’s nice to have some time off. Apologies if you have been trying to reach me.