Home is where you live

Several years ago while at work one day, I looked up and noticed this beautiful lady looking at me. I’d worked with her for years, but all of a sudden I saw her in a completely new light. We’d just installed LED’s and got rid of the fluorescents, but that’s neither here nor there. We fell in love and got married. Life was grand then and still is to this day.

As a bonus to having my love returned to me with interest, I also got to know and love her 4 beautiful youngsters. And her siblings and parents. Wonderful people, all of them, not a single dud in the bunch. I sold my condo in Langley, BC and moved in with her and (on and off and on and off) one or two or three young adults. Not having children of my own, I’ll admit that there was a learning curve. Being childless allowed me to be somewhat ( or extremely ) self-indulgent. We rolled up our collective sleeves and did the hard work. Me on unclenching and trying to remember being a youngster myself and them in graciously giving trust to this old weirdo that woo’d their precious Mother.

Please flash forward a few years and find me living my best life with my 5 best friends, in Provinceton, a lovely little neighbourhood in North Cloverdale, Surrey, BC. The house is 4 walls and (now) 2 residents, the home is 6 loving souls. This is my community.

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A Trip To The Beach

In an effort to keep Dear Reader updated in my current events, I’ve failed. Which is to say that I’m still behind. However, I am putting in the effort and hope to be current soon.

Todays post finds me at White Rock beach. A lovely area that I used to call home many years ago. There’s something about the beach and the ocean. It calms, it soothes, and it draws all sorts. I’ll definitely be back soon.

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Flying at the Ferry

Dear reader,

The fault is mine. It was nothing that you did, I promise. I’ve just been caught up in my own little world, so please allow me to extend my most sincere apologies for my most recent absence.

What have I been doing that’s been so important ? Working mostly, but of note I spent a lovely two week vaca with my Beloved in the Caribbean. Honestly, it wouldn’t have mattered where we went. Aruba or Agassiz, I got to spend 336 hours alone with my favourite ever person. Back at home, I’ve been flying quite a bit. At work for the most part, as we have some major construction projects on the go and I’ve been logging the progress for head office in Toronto. It’s utility flying, but I’m getting hours on the sticks and working on my editing. Nobody in Toronto cares. I’ll show them some day.

As Spring springs, I find myself at the Tsawwassen Ferry terminal in Delta, BC. While flying from the terminal itself is a no-no, the causeway is public. In the air is my DJI Mini 3 Pro. I’ve started shooting in 4K then exporting the final movie in 1080. I notice a definite difference in the output quality. You, may or may not, the choice is yours. File sizes are significantly larger and taxes both my tired old MacBook processor and storage. Perhaps I’ll make a dollar with this drone thing someday and buy myself a workstation and software. Until then….

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