This photo is from my morning dog walk - usually, that is a forest road. Today it is more like a forest lake! Getting through the flooded bits was inconvenient, but fun.

We are the lucky ones.

Oh let’s go this way, I thought, right through the forest, where there is no trail. How hard can it be? We’ll come out on that other trail I know.

And this is why my feet are wet.

This jelly mushroom has popped up recently throughout the forest here. It’s probably witches’ butter (tremella mesenterica?) but might be some similar orange jelly, I suppose.

We arrived at the beach to find that a prime playmate (for the dog) had already run along the sand and gone home. Such sorrow. But we saw seals and cormorants, and seagulls came to taunt and be chased.

I think this is lavatera. It’s doing pretty well at the moment, considering that I am a negligent gardener.


Oh look, thimbleberries are ripening! So delicious. You’ll never see them in the store because they pretty much fall apart as soon as they are picked. But do try some if you spot them on the trail. They are native to the west coast of North America. I’m lucky to have some in my garden.


It is insanely hot here, but it’s pleasant to sit in the shade by the honeysuckle and the mockorange. I’ve been hanging out by the pool and eating huckleberries.

(The pool isn’t nearly as fancy as you might imagine. It’s a tiny little wading pool we got for the dog!)

Years ago I saw a poster that said “Find a place that makes you happy, and go there.” So I did, and here we are in the forest. This trail is one of my favourites.

If you walk in the here (west coast of Canada), you’ll notice cedar trees that are missing a section of bark. It often looks as if part of the tree is naked in a triangular section that comes up from the base of the tree.

What’s happened is that First Nations people harvested bark from the tree, probably a long time ago.

Wikipedia explains:

I was surprised to find this tree while bushcrashing. The bark has been harvested quite recently!

Every year I think, oh look! More salmonberry plants. I’ll cut them back, but first I’ll let them produce berries, which I’ll eat. And almost every year, the birds get there first and eat every single berry. I should just give up.

But! This year I was allowed to have one berry, and this is it.

What to do with Mr Dog on a sweltering hot day? I filled a plastic storage container with water, and dropped treats in it. We had much fun! He began by gobbling up the floating treats, but soon moved on to the squares of cheese, which sink. Over the space of 20 minutes or so he taught himself how to go after those underwater treats, and even learned to blow bubbles, presumably to keep the water from going up his nose.

Today in the garden, this is blooming. It’s a Prince of Orange oriental poppy.


This is one of my favourite plants. Do any of you grow it? It’s highbush cranberry, and it’s native to North America. I have quite a lot of it!


A generation ago, these woods were logged. The forest has regrown since, but every once in a while I find an old logging road like this in the middle of nowhere.

Alder trees help me find these roads; they are quick to re-grow after logging. I’ve learned to investigate when I see a certain pattern of alder tree growth in the distance.

A strange thing has happened: the sweet pea seeds I saved in the fall seem to have sprouted all on their own. (And then died, I guess.) I left them on indoor shelves, all spread out, which is what I’ve been doing with saved seeds for years. What the heck?


Chinwag Social

Consider this a friendly, local pub. Make yourself at home, bring your friends, have a good time! Meet new people, have a laugh, enjoy the ambience, and the Oxford commas.