Sunday, November 26, 2006

A Stroll in the Snow

Yesterday Shayne and I walked from Gastown to East Vancouver for the Culture Crawl. The snow made the walk so beautiful that in the end I did not care much about the crawl - though it was fun going into strangers' homes and studios from the cold. One artist had a fire pit in his backyard; we lingered there and discussed boat-building for at least a good fifteen minutes. The artist built his own studio in his backyard - something I would love to build someday.
This summer I will have to take Shayne canoeing in False Creek with a six-pack of beer - or maybe a bottle of wine would be more romantic.
One park was lightly covered in snow. Shayne jumped onto the lawn and started shuffling his feet like an old woman until he had drawn a large heart with our initials in it. I think that was one of the sweetest things. It does not take much for me to have a great time when I am with Shayne because we both have great imaginations. And I think we both know that even though money pays the bills, it's not necessary for a good time.
I decided this morning that if we had known eachother in elementary school, I probably would have followed him everywhere and played with him everyday. He concluded that he probably would have rolled me into the mud - I would like to think that he would have rolled me in the mud affectionately! (sigh)

Labels: ,

1 Comments:

Anonymous William said...

That is to sweet. Bree and I are also loving the snow.

Cheers.

11:33 AM  

Post a Comment

Links to this post:

Create a Link

<< Home