peckers don’t die, they just get dedications.

The rain stopped. I can’t even tell you how exciting this is.

So we went out to celebrate.

Here are a couple of random shots from my camera phone when we were out and about…

The view off the Lion’s Gate Bridge:

A blurry shot of English Bay going by:

When the sun went down, the stars came out, and seriously… I felt reborn.

I have a thing about stars. Nothing to do with them telling me how to run my life, but everything to do with how they fill up my eyes to the brim.

Then I was distracted from stargazing when a woman on the radio called in to dedicate a song to the woodpecker she’d rescued earlier that day.

Apparently, his name was Sammy.

And he wanted to hear Faith Hill’s “Breathe.”

So they played it.

I think the weather has left us all a little insane, don’t you?

5 thoughts on “peckers don’t die, they just get dedications.

  1. Yeah – great pics for a phone! Or even for a camera, really. It seems like you guys get some amazing cloud choreography up there.

  2. Your being reborn via stargazing makes me think of the Switchfoot song “Stars.”

    “when I look at the stars…I feel like myself.”

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