Kate, my mother’s name was Emily Ann Carr. She and my dad made a pilgrimage of sorts to Vancouver from Nashville to see the land of Emily Carr. Reading this was a nice remembrance of her. Beautiful writing.
I forwarded your post to my oldest and dearest friend who lives in Vancouver, and who has often described trips to Victoria that include Munroe's and Murchie's. She sent me a photo, and I am looking for a way to upload it for you. It's a coastline view from Victoria that, as she said, must include Port Angeles!
Kate, my mother’s name was Emily Ann Carr. She and my dad made a pilgrimage of sorts to Vancouver from Nashville to see the land of Emily Carr. Reading this was a nice remembrance of her. Beautiful writing.
well, damn Kate, now I want to take a walk and make a pie.
I’ll be making two today…two walks, two pies.
Nothing better than a great local bookstore to peruse!
This was a lovely and evocative piece, Kate.
Thanks!
I forwarded your post to my oldest and dearest friend who lives in Vancouver, and who has often described trips to Victoria that include Munroe's and Murchie's. She sent me a photo, and I am looking for a way to upload it for you. It's a coastline view from Victoria that, as she said, must include Port Angeles!
I’d love to see it but I don’t think that’s possible on this platform, Anne.
That's what I thought. Sigh.
But, if you send it to me directly via email…
artofthepie@gmail.com
…I’ll see it. 🤓
YAY!
I love your imagery, Dear Kate.
Andrew is a master of catching moments. I try to catch them in words and flavors.
We miss the black ball ferry crossing to Canada. Soon.
...and safely.