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When future dreams are uncertain, there’s always the memory of dreams come true. 💭 #specializedmx

Golden outline. 💛

Back on the home trails! 🏡

Sometimes you’re Harry Potter for no particular reason. ⚡️

Two years 👰🏼🤵🏼 ❤️

Sunrise on Gabriola Island. 🏝

My Sunshine ☀️

Squamish PostCard 🔳

“Freedom & happiness are not physical places. And yet, some vehicles have the power to reach them. No sooner do we lose them, than we surrender the portal to a way of life.” -Eulogy for a StumpJumper

The Squamish Winter is a cruel mistress. 🥶 #gladitsover

One week till Nelson! 🦜🦜🦜 #countdown

Squamish ❤️

Wildlife Self-Portrait ❤️

UpsideDown Forest. 🌳 Reflexion in a Pond at Twilight. #iphonephoto

Spring is finally here! 🌺 Hibernation in Squamish has been a wet dark cold experience. But now that we’re through, it’s hard not to feel grateful for the enhanced appreciation of life it offers! ☀️

The sun is setting on our time here in beautiful Squamish. ❤️ Only 2 weeks left before we return to Nelson! 🌲

Ceci learning to fly. 🚀

Showing Ceci how it’s done! 🚴🏼💨 On my road bike... 😏

Ceci: Should I ride it?

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Visit my Creative Writting Project: Lost Word Stories

A Confession

A weathered gramophone gleams dully in concert with the glowing hearth. Seated on its mahogany pedestal in the corner of the room like an old grand-father who has spoken all the words he would ever speak, and now merely listens through his brass horn to the scandal and commotion that is life. Once the centre-piece, now shelved as a memento of everything it […]

The Magician Child – Book 2: Opening Chapter

A wave brushed against the jagged stone of the cliff casting a spray of brine onto the shivering boy. Of the three realms the realm of creation was the harshest. Under a constant assault of erosion, the landscape did not harbour life. What the wind did not sweep away, what the salt did not corrode, […]

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