"Dis n' Dat"

Plymouth, England
It was two weeks ago that I walked eight miles along the Southwest Coast Path into Plymouth, England. If you think about the history, you will realize that it is from this harbour that the ships sailed to establish the colonies that were to become first British North America and later Canada and the United States.
This is where it all started!
My father loved stories of the sea and  of historical fiction. He  frequently reread the Horatio Hornblower books and Dudley Pope's Ramage series. My grandfather's people were fishermen, whalers and merchant seamen. Personally, I do not favour mountain or prairie landscapes. Do you think that it is in the blood?

the coastal path in Cornwall
I haved walked on the Ozette Loop Trail in Olympic National Park in Washington State many years ago  but we were backpack camping. Never again do I want to hang packs in trees or use a bucket for any bodily function. Monsieur assured me that we have similar wildflowers in the Pacific Northwest as I saw on my Southwest English path. I wonder if I could find a "gentle" rambling group near home. That means we stop for wildflowers, birdsong and running water toilets!

A small bloom reminds me of Wordworth's Lucy poems.

SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways
Beside the springs of Dove,
A Maid whom there were none to praise
And very few to love:

A violet by a mossy stone
Half hidden from the eye!
Fair as a star, when only one
Is shining in the sky.

She lived unknown, and few could know
When Lucy ceased to be;
But she is in her grave, and oh,
The difference to me!

I am a Romantic wanderer who probably carries as much in her mind as she does on her back. Maybe more!!! My life is made richer through the connections to books, poems and stories. Consequently, I need to process the world at my own speed. Through different travel experiences, I am learning more about myself.

Janet and I visited White Rock on the week-end.
I am trying to find some of the same experiences closer to home as summer is a special time in the Pacific Northwest with farmer's markets and musical concerts outside our Cannery museum. I met some
women at a fundraiser last night who had just come from evening yoga on the dock. We often miss out on experiences because we are in a sort of rut at home.

prawn and scallop salad
Another great thing about living on a coast is the food! I am a seafood salad or crab cakes woman. I enjoy any fresh seafood with a glass (probably 2) of white wine and with good company!


  1. Exploring the area where you live us a great way to add more variety to your days. I like to do this too.
    Your White Rock walk is very picturesque...I have walked along the seafront there several times.
    Your dinner looks delicious and healthy and imagining that Yoga on the dock might be fun to try.
    Why not try to make one afternoon or evening a week date night or exploration evening and challenge your husband to find something new one week and it is your turn the following? It might get you out of that feeling of your rut as you call it...nothing ventured nothing gained!
    Take care

    1. That is a really good idea. I have a hard time getting Monsieur to accept my suggestions. I would enjoy walking in Burns Bog for a day as I'm not very good with elevation gains. Maman and I will be going to the Music at the Cannery during the summer. One of my church friends who lived in France wants to get together for conversation. If I come to Victoria this summer ( I probably will)
      let's get together for tea.I will bring you some of my French books that you could read (if you like.)

  2. I love your definition of a "gentle rambling group," and wish I could find one here in New England!

    1. I think that there must be lots of people who would enjoy walking for 2-3 hours and stopping to enjoy the scenery. The "gentle rambling group" is exactly what we need.

  3. What a lovely meal. We eat fish and seafood a couple of times a week here (on the east coast of Australia).


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