from bridge

A couple of weeks ago, my friend Ken, who was visiting us in Vancouver with his partner Terry, asked,  “My God, does anybody here have a job?”   The beaches were packed with people young and old, playing volleyball, frisbee,  swimming in the surf or just hanging out on a blanket in the shade.  It was a Thursday, mid-afternoon. 

This morning I took the pups to the beach near UBC for a romp at a typically deserted stretch of beach.  I looked forward to letting them run to their heart’s content without fear of other dogs/people distracting them.  WRONG! When we got to the beach, it was packed with sunbathers, dogs, kids.  Hmmmmmm–Ken had a point–I don’t think anybody here has a job…

Oh, yeah.  Just remebered.  (more…)