my life in photographs

 
We went to a vineyard and it was covered in roses. Happiness happiness happiness.
Vernon, British Columbia

We visited a goat farm where little baby goats were learning how to walk and adult goats were gentle even with their horns. It made me want to have a house on the side of a mountain with my own family of goats.
Vernon, British Columbia

In the heartbeat of the Okanagan, where wildflowers bloom and sway in the summery wind. We hiked the trail, listened for rattlesnakes, admired the landscape and flowers until we reached the bottom where we swam in the lake.
Vernon, British Columbia

Wildflowers in the Okanagan, wildflowers on Vancouver Island.
Vernon, British Columbia  & Bamberton Campground

 
I looked at the stream from the shore and thought I must be dreaming, it wasn't until I stepped into the water and felt my feet sink into the rocks that I realized it was all real, very very real.
Goldstream Campground

I may not be able to have my own garden on the road, but the world itself is a garden, there are flowers all around us. A family of hydrangea flowers in downtown Victoria.
Victoria, British Columbia

 
Painting our teeth red with local raspberries after visiting the home where my parents used to live. Hiking through the stream.
Victoria, BC & Goldstream Provincial Park

 
We rented bikes and cruised through the forest until we came upon an ice cream shack. The air was so warm, you could barely taste the cold on top of the cone.
Rathtrevor Campgrounds

 
A family of geese. The ocean at Rathtrevor.
Rathtrevor Beach

 
Inside the forest.
Rathtrevor Campgrounds

We walked through a real life skyrim. The woods here are magical.
Englishman River Provincial Park

Me, my banjo, and the forest around me.
Englishman River Campgrounds

Where we swam –  a natural pool of water in the heart of an old growth forest. It felt like a dream to me.
Goldstream Campgrounds

 
Playing my banjo and singing by the sea after a full day of swimming in it.
Rathtrevor Beach

Farewell to our month long camping adventure. We are home after days and nights spent eating campfire food, hiking woody trails, swimming in seawater, scrubbing pots by bare hand, whistling with the wild birds and waking up in the old growth forest. There are so many stories and photographs to be shared from our trip, but for now I am just grateful to have a home with a warm bed in it.

I'll be seeing you soon.

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