This past week the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge along with their children, were in BC for a visit. I am not normally a Royal fan but since there were in town I figured I would get in on the action. They were sailing past our house, and it didn’t take much effort to walk to the end of the block. My seven-year-old son wanted to see what a Duke and Duchess looked like so he joined me. While we were waiting for their tall ship to appear he played at the beach.
I have been out and about taking more photos. I also have a photography website if you are interested in photography check it out. http://www.sarahpattersonphoto.com
I had the opportunity recently to do a fly by over Victoria, BC. It was a beautiful day even with the wind. I literally bounced around in my seat and more than once collided with the window while snapping at the landscape below. Even with the turbulence I managed to capture a few shots which I am pretty proud of. Please let me know what you think in the comments below.
Last weekend, I got pickled. I spent Sunday with a group of moms on the Victoria Harbour Ferry Pickle Pub Crawl. Unfortunately, we picked the only rainy day in Victoria all summer, but we weren’t going to let a little rain stop us!
After the first disastrous camping trip three years ago, I didn’t have it in me to try for a second time. When my husband decided to give it another go I wimped out and took our not quite 2-year-old home to sleep at night. Last year I used the “I have a brain tumour” excuse (which got me out of just about everything that I didn’t want to do) and we didn’t go. This year I took one for the family, pulled up my big girl panties and went camping.
Last week, I was writing about being a tourist in my home town, so it’s only fitting that today I write about exploring Victoria. My first trip to the Butchart Gardens was a magical memorable day. My boyfriend had just moved to Victoria, BC and I visiting from Toronto. We were young, childless and carefree. We woke up on a Saturday morning and he told me that he had to run out for a bit. When he returned, without any words he tied a string to my finger. Just a plain beige string, nothing fancy. He held the other end in his hand. I looked at him with a puzzled expression not understanding what was about to happen. Next I felt a ring on my finger. My ring finger. Still no words from him. He never officially asked but that was the moment that we got engaged.
It would be lovely to be able to make things all day but unfortunately I can’t afford to which is why I have a job. A great job, but one that is not in the same city as I live in, or that I can drive to because I live on an island and my office is on the main land. So I fly to work, sounds glamorous but believe me in the middle of winter crammed in a tiny plane with a dozen other people and the pilot says tighten your seat belts you know it’s not going to be a fun ride. Yes pilot as in one person flying the plane and tighten not fasten your seatbelts, neither of those were typos. Of course on other days the scenery and ride are amazing, especially when I get to ride in the co-pilot seat. These are the pictures that I have chosen to share. Believe me you don’t want to see the ones in the middle of winter.
Making A Life 