A Mid-Summer Wednesday Walk

It was a beautiful, mild day in Vancouver after a few days of the scorching kind, and so it was pleasure to go and walk about the place. All that mid-summer heat has been a little hard on the flowers, but the fruit has been ripening up nicely. Here we have some blueberries with its leaves already taking on their fall hue.

The building complex I live in has some pretty lovely garden spaces, and our gardner likes to experiment with food crops. These plums are a day or so away from finding ripeness. The crop will be a low-yield, and so if one wants a taste, she has to get her timing just right. There is a good chance I will never see these plums again, and so I will be thankful for the photo to remember them by.

The West End is a hum. It is the time of our yearly fireworks festival and Pride Week. Here is a partial view of Burrard Bridge and False Creek. It is not normally inhabited by television crews.

Boats are piling up in English Bay. I am a little over fireworks. Last year, it was just too smoky from nearby Forest Fires. In my opinion, more smoke was not needed, but I have to admit, the lights at dusk are very beautiful.

I must be getting old because I prefer a little more quiet, and the side streets still offer some shade and stillness. And I have it on very good authority, you are also looking at a Pokemon Gym. You know, if you are into that kind of thing.

What you are looking at now are my very own male pumpkin flowers. These beauties made their way into a soup. I know what you are thinking ... wow, Pryde ... you are the quite the farmer:):):)

There are, as I pen this post, super sonic jets flying overhead. #snowbirds doing pretty amazing aerial work. It is either armageddon or time to party, and so I will close out this #wednesdaywalk:):):)

Blessings all you beautiful people.

The photos were all my own