Bamboo loved playing on my desk chair and being spun (gently).

This hardy rose has the same spirit. About 3 years ago someone stuck a single rose stem tied with red yarn into this stump filled with debris. It refused to wither and die.

Perfection. 322 g.
I love home-grown tomatoes.

Simon thinks he’s king of the Ottoman Empire. I do nothing to disillusion him.

Lazin’ on a sunny afternoon in the summertime. #Caturday

Thirteen years ago Bamboo came to live with me, but she departed too soon on July 23, 2021. I still miss her but I choose to commemorate this day, which was the start of almost nine years of joy and friendship.

I love having these weeping beech trees outside my apartment. Every spring they change the light in my living space.

My two wards during spring break: sweet-natured and affectionate. L is Simon (he/him); R is Moody (she/fluffy).

Seen yesterday during a walk in my favourite park here in Vancouver.

What kind of crap is this? It's a sad situation that most of so-called Canadian news is owned by US hedge funds.

What a great idea! I saw this today on my way home from the community garden, on a street I seldom use in Vancouver’s West End.