A treasured gift appeared in my email inbox this morning. An invitation to share in the latest photos taken by our youngest son, through Dropbox. He had taken three days, in fact, the last three days of March, to go off to Pacific Rim Park, to camp at Kennedy Lake and do some kayaking.

He took with him the kayak that he constructed himself over a lengthy period of time. It was completed over a year ago, a buoyant cradle of surpassing grace.



He had already done some canoeing off Wreck Beach in Vancouver, though the water is still cold. But in Vancouver spring is quite a lot earlier than it is in our part of Canada, and the fruit trees are already in flower, while it will take well over a month before ours are moved to do the same, closer to two months.



Constant heavy rain kept us from our usual daily ravine walk yesterday. And though the sky remains heavily overcast, with plenty of ragged grey clouds and the chance of showers still remain, the rain has departed.



At Kennedy Lake, our son encountered tranquility and beauty. And just incidentally, perfect weather; clear skies and warmth soaring to 20 degrees. For him it's both a charge and a peaceful time of reflection. Every morning Tai Chi, and in the evening, a roaring fire. Sandwiched in between restful paddles on the azure, calm lake.