On Sunday we joined tens of thousands of onlookers to witness the Chinese New Year celebrations in Vancouver. The year of the snake was celebrated with firecrackers and smoke, drums, lion dancing and a bit of a photo opportunity too. It was quite the spectacle.
And talking of spectacles, I wore my sunglasses today. Whoopee, I do believe this could mean Spring is on its way. Little bulbs are bursting out of the ground, trees are furiously budding away and the birds are singing their merry hearts out. It's quite an exciting time actually as we don't know most of the birdlife here, although I shall miss the blue tits I used to watch from my sewing room window back in London.
Ah, but the mention of sewing reminds me my transformer has arrived too, which means there is no excuse not to open up those fabric boxes, sift through some patterns and rev up the sewing machine. Hmm, a slightly scary thought, truth be told, given I haven't touched the thing in nearly four months. What's more, what ever am I going to do about my knitting?