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Ants and sunshine
Mar. 13th, 2005 02:42 pmIt is a beautiful day out here in lovely Vancouver! I can't believe it is March; I remember the almost annual March snowstorms of my youth in Ontario and cannot believe I went out without a jacket today.
I decided to come in when I found an ant in my cleavage, despite sitting cross-legged on a kitchen chair on the lawn. How did it manage to get there?
I've been trying to write, but I am distracted by the beautiful day, the fact that my computer is not portable and I can't seem to write on paper anymore, and by thoughts of houses.
Russ and I went to our first open house yesterday. It wasn't anything we actually wanted (too strangely laid out, too new, too expensive), but we happened to be in the neighbourhood when the open house started, so we took a wander through. The only great thing about it (besides a gas range in the kitchen and counters in the bathroom) was a balcony on the third floor, sort of cut into the building so that no one could see you (except the people next door, who have an identical balcony), but you can see everything for many blocks around.
Then we walked a bunch of the residential streets between Victoria and Nanaimo, from Kitchener to a few blocks short of Venables, day dreaming about potential homes. I managed to find Rose Street to show Russ: it is this adorable little street of beautiful, colourful heritage houses, and there's a gorgeous old church at the end of the block.
I decided to come in when I found an ant in my cleavage, despite sitting cross-legged on a kitchen chair on the lawn. How did it manage to get there?
I've been trying to write, but I am distracted by the beautiful day, the fact that my computer is not portable and I can't seem to write on paper anymore, and by thoughts of houses.
Russ and I went to our first open house yesterday. It wasn't anything we actually wanted (too strangely laid out, too new, too expensive), but we happened to be in the neighbourhood when the open house started, so we took a wander through. The only great thing about it (besides a gas range in the kitchen and counters in the bathroom) was a balcony on the third floor, sort of cut into the building so that no one could see you (except the people next door, who have an identical balcony), but you can see everything for many blocks around.
Then we walked a bunch of the residential streets between Victoria and Nanaimo, from Kitchener to a few blocks short of Venables, day dreaming about potential homes. I managed to find Rose Street to show Russ: it is this adorable little street of beautiful, colourful heritage houses, and there's a gorgeous old church at the end of the block.
