Here she is - my daughter! She is 3 months old, and is living in in Vung Tau 3, an orphanage in the south of Vietnam. I don't know when I'll be able to go get her yet, but I expect I might be spending Christmas in Vietnam this year.
Your life is a song we shall sing together, your life is a story we shall tell together - Richard Van Camp
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Introducing Molly Hoang Minh Sanh Jones
Here she is - my daughter! She is 3 months old, and is living in in Vung Tau 3, an orphanage in the south of Vietnam. I don't know when I'll be able to go get her yet, but I expect I might be spending Christmas in Vietnam this year.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Bottling the Liquid Gold


Summer holidays
I took my family to Rebecca Spit Park, to Tsa-Kwa-Luten Lodge, to the Museum on the Native reserve lands, and the guys rented bikes one afternoon to cycle to Village Bay Lakes. My poor brother was riding my bike - wasn't used to the toe cages, and took a tumble into the ditch! He was fine, but wouldn't ride it back to camp.
I had a chance to visit with friends I haven't seen for quite a while, met another adopting mom who lives in the area, and visted Quadra's resident beekeeper. It was wonderful to spend a whole week there, showing my family why I love Quadra so much. However, a week just doesn't feel like enough time - I would like to live there one day with my daughter. I dream about her running around our property with pet dogs, baby lambs and chickens. Maybe one day...
View of Taku from the dock
Beachcombing
Setting up camp
Looking towards the Breton Islands from Taku
Can you spot the seals?
Kayaking back to camp
The beach at Tsa-Kwa-Luten on a stormy day
This beach is on the southern tip of Quadra Island
A Totem pole near the Native band's museum
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Bee pictures

This picture shows how much bigger the male 'drone' bees are, compared to the female 'worker' bees.
This picture is courtesy of another beekeeper. It is a mason bee on his wisteria blossom.


Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Girls Weekend!
I just got back from a couple of days at Yellow Point Lodge, a rustic resort on Vancouver Island. A friend of mine books a few days every year, and I got the invitation to join her last year, then again this year.
We stay in the barracks, a line of rooms with 3 walls and a curtain. This is my view from the room, every morning:

Here are a few more pictures of the same view - and one of the barracks, from the beach looking back:



The Lodge is built on a point beside the ocean. They built a gorgeous 50 meter salt-water pool into the natural rock on one side of the beach:


We went swimming, cycling, kayaking, ate a lot, and relaxed on the porch with a good book one afternoon. Saturday night there was a dance with a fantastic live band, plus a freak summer thunderstorm at the same time. The thunder and lightning lasted about 2 hours. A bunch of us ended up dancing on the patio outside in the rain to watch the lightning.
There is a lot of wildlife in the resort property, rabbits, quail and deer:



A very large tree:

And all good things must come to an end eventually. Here is an incredibly beautiful shot at sunset on our last evening:

Saturday, July 11, 2009
Woo- hoo!!!
Lunch in Penticton

The plane is a Piper Warrior, 4 seater single prop airplane.

This is a picture of Mount Baker, with Chilliwack in the foreground.

This is Hemlock Valley, a small ski resort that we stayed at for New Year's a couple of times. The picture doesn't do justice to the coastal mountains behind Hemlock. Incredible views of sharp black peaks still frosted with snow.


Both these pictures are the same mountain. We passed this peak within 200 meters on the way to Penticton, but were much further away on the way back home.

And this is a picture of Harrison Hot Springs. The loop is the man-made lagoon the town built on the beachfront. Harrison lake is very cold, so this shallow lagoon warms up in the summer, and is much more pleasant for the tourists to play in.

The last picture is the lower mainland, in the afternoon. It was clear when we left in the morning, but was filled with marine haze by the time we got back.
We had a gloriously sunny day for flying, and giggled with the novelty of it all. Thanks for the invitation Jack!