BC | My Curly Potential

I’ve been up to a lot these past few weeks. Mostly the weekends. Last weekend was family weekend. My parents and brother came to town and we met up with sister-in-law and niece. I had the brilliant plan of visiting Salt Spring Island. None of us had been so we piled in the car and missed the 11AM sailing by 6 cars (boo!). We got on the next ferry and it was raining a bit when we left but when we arrived on the tiny island it was all sunny skies.

It was an amazing day trip and we all had a great time. I’ve been really wanting plants lately and I managed to score a basil and pepper plant on the side of the road. I actually can’t tell which one is which… they look pretty similar and neither of them smell like basil… so who knows, they may be the same plant. I also got some sprouted peanuts from the huge market. So I planted some!!! I’m so excited for them to poke through the dirt. I check them every day after work! Ha!

My buddy I’m dog sitting

Dad and bro chatting with some dude and his chatty bird

Anyway, instead of perfecting this post and having it sit in drafts for forever I’m just going to share it with ya now.

I’m home in Northern British Columbia visiting my parents right now and I just wanted to share a little bit of my area for those who have never visited.

British Columbia is a unique province that has a variety of environments. The Pacific Ocean is its neighbour to the west, it has mountain ranges, desert (with tumbleweeds and everything!), rainforest, canyons, hills and more. Now, BC is the only Canadian province I’ve ever lived in, so I am definitely biased, but it is truly a beautiful place to live. I threw together a couple of photos from my adventures with my parents these past few days plus a random photo at the end 😉

Mountain range

I don’t know why the birds haven’t made quick work of these little fish but there were quite a few littered along the riverside.

Mountains

Mom and dad along river

Picture time!

Dad got to about 90 on this tree. But it’s older because this section of the tree was near the top. And if this is the size of it near the top there’s likely another 90 rings at the base.

Once a forester always a forester.

Ferns are growing out of it upside down. When I told my dad this he said, “Oh yeah! Those are called Upside Down Ferns.” I replied with “Nice try, Dad. I’m not that gullible.” Upside down ferns my foot.