Peace on Earth (dude)

From the Freddie perspective, this morning's walk was not exactly peaceful. I think young Freddie is still discombobulated by the move ... I suspect he can detect the holiday buzz in the air ... and he was up way past his bedtime last night, frolicking with Connor the cockapoo in Connor's lovely fireplace/Christmas tree/goody-bedecked house. Whatever the reason, Freddie and I were — how shall we say? — at odds for much of our outing.

Fortunately for me — and Freddie, 'cause who knows what I might otherwise have done with a rolled-up Georgia Straight from the news box ;-) — there were several calming elements to the route we took.

Crows contemplating the morning

Exceptional clouds and light over the water

Runners in the groove

 A stairway, right where we needed one

... though I had to hoist myself and Freddie up from the rocks to reach it.

A friend to help Freddie burn off some crazies

The soothing whiff of this dude's weed

(Yes, even I could smell it, Freddie.)

This is the bench he was sitting on.

This singer, practicing Gregorian-style chants while her dog listened

and, home again, the view from our building's deck

OK, Freddie, I guess we won't send you back to the store this time. :)

Our little family will be Christmassing tomorrow. Whether you're doing the same, or similar, or ignoring the hoo-ha, or cursing it out (I've done it all) ... have a groovy and peaceful day!