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Sketches and Paddles and Connections. . . .
You might remember that we took out a membership at a local Rowing Club nearby to bring kayaking back into our lives after our move to the city. I mention our urban kayaking in this post, where I also talk a bit about the paddling we were able to do at our island waterfront home -- with a link back to a post from those paddling days, with photos. . . .
That membership served us very well for a year. Paul used it much more than I did, but we had some satisfying, short outings together. Then last fall, he decided he really wanted to own a kayak again so as to have more control over maintenance -- the ones at the club often had rudder cables that weren't working any longer or seats that failed to adjust -- and he sought out, and found, affordable and convenient storage not too far away. He bought a used kayak and spent many happy hours through the fall and winter paddling in False Creek and if there wasn't too much wind, he'd foray east around Stanley Park and up the inlet a bit, or west along the Vancouver beaches out to Point Grey.
I didn't in the least begrudge him his many solo expeditions (I tended to stay home and write or sketch or read, so it suits both of us), but we both wanted the option of paddling together again, so he's been watching for a bigger spot at the marina. One finally came available last month, and within a week, Paul had bought a second used kayak, and the other day he brought home my shiny new paddle. I haven't been out yet (honestly, I'm waiting for slightly warmer weather . . . ), but I'm hoping to do that soon.
Meanwhile, I was flipping through some of my old journals, looking for some information that might be relevant to our upcoming trip, and I came across the page pictured above -- It's a sketch of our old paddles, resting on the rustic cedar table on our front deck where I often drank my tea in the morning -- I wasn't sketching anywhere near as often then, but this must have seemed like a moment I'd want to remember. July 19, 2012. . . . (and then I wrote about, and included, the sketch in a post the very next day)
Below, I sketched my new paddle on Canson mi-teint paper (using a mix of gouache, Micron pen; for the handwriting, I used a white Gelly Roll) -- then cut that sketch and glued it into my journal, being careful to glue just around the margin so that I could use the sketch as an envelope -- and in the envelope, I've stashed the paddle receipt and warranty. . .
In other news, I have a writing partner/friend coming over shortly, so I need to clear some table space (currently cluttered with journals and stamp pads and ink bottles and a tube of glue and a spill of pens and markers and pencils).
Also need to have some breakfast, which is more complicated these days because it requires removing my Invisalign aligners (fortunately, I'm getting faster at that, but still don't find it easy) and then a full floss and brush (after every meal or snack! So I don't snack, which is good, right?) before fitting them back in. They've mostly stopped hurting now, though, so I think I've got off lightly adjustment-wise. . . .
Weekend plans?
And/or what about this flashback -- my 2012/2019 comparison. . . what links might you make with your 7-years-ago self?
Or any response/comment you care to make as I place the mic in your hands. . . .
xo,
f
I didn't in the least begrudge him his many solo expeditions (I tended to stay home and write or sketch or read, so it suits both of us), but we both wanted the option of paddling together again, so he's been watching for a bigger spot at the marina. One finally came available last month, and within a week, Paul had bought a second used kayak, and the other day he brought home my shiny new paddle. I haven't been out yet (honestly, I'm waiting for slightly warmer weather . . . ), but I'm hoping to do that soon.
Meanwhile, I was flipping through some of my old journals, looking for some information that might be relevant to our upcoming trip, and I came across the page pictured above -- It's a sketch of our old paddles, resting on the rustic cedar table on our front deck where I often drank my tea in the morning -- I wasn't sketching anywhere near as often then, but this must have seemed like a moment I'd want to remember. July 19, 2012. . . . (and then I wrote about, and included, the sketch in a post the very next day)
Below, I sketched my new paddle on Canson mi-teint paper (using a mix of gouache, Micron pen; for the handwriting, I used a white Gelly Roll) -- then cut that sketch and glued it into my journal, being careful to glue just around the margin so that I could use the sketch as an envelope -- and in the envelope, I've stashed the paddle receipt and warranty. . .
Also need to have some breakfast, which is more complicated these days because it requires removing my Invisalign aligners (fortunately, I'm getting faster at that, but still don't find it easy) and then a full floss and brush (after every meal or snack! So I don't snack, which is good, right?) before fitting them back in. They've mostly stopped hurting now, though, so I think I've got off lightly adjustment-wise. . . .
Weekend plans?
And/or what about this flashback -- my 2012/2019 comparison. . . what links might you make with your 7-years-ago self?
Or any response/comment you care to make as I place the mic in your hands. . . .
xo,
f
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