I’ve been writing these blogs on a Monday for quite a while now. It’s become my day for collecting thoughts, cleaning and doing the limited amount of cooking that I do. When we Skyped, Jay was at school again, finishing up marking. We had the usual good chat, except today’s was darkened by the details he told me, that I had not heard in spite of the coverage we’re getting on CBC, about the sinking of the ferry in S. Korea. Accounts of the state of some of the students’ bodies seem to indicate that their deaths were neither quick nor without fear and desperate struggle. We were both nearly in tears at the thought of their youth and suffering. No wonder the Prime Minister of S. Korea resigned. To me, it had seemed an extreme move and quite far from the point when I first heard of it on the news last week, but as Jay explained the Korean culture of authority and responsibility, I began to understand how such a grave tragedy would require that a person of very high rank be chosen almost as a sacrifice to the grieving families, nothing less would be sufficient. We ended our conversation on a lighter note. The rain had stopped in Incheon and Jay was going to ride his bike home at just past midnight. I made breakfast and coffee and was picked up by a friend, Russel, to go with her to scout her upcoming Ramble on East Vernon Hill. After almost a week of rain and cool weather, yesterday and today have been beautiful. Tomorrow, the day I lead the Ramble on the Anderson Ranch to Goose Lake, is supposed to be sunny, with the temperature rising to 18c. The bright, young greens, yellows and whites of spring are back.
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A small waterfall on the way down from Shannon Woods Bluff near West Kelowna
My friend Priscilla looking up at the falls after crossing the stream at the bottom
Coldstream Valley and Terrace Mountain from East Vernon Hill
Arrowleaf Balsam Root / Okanagan Sunflower on East Vernon Hill
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