Pride was Proud

Blessed with a beautiful day on Salt Spring.

Where to begin...
Meditation.
My mother.
Annie Lennox.
Sprouts, Michael Ableman, raw tartelettes (chocolate and vanilla), zuccini, eggs, and Saturday market after labour day in indian summer.
Cafe Talia, Espresso machiatos, Sunshine, beautiful islanders and the dance of two beautiful minds, the dance of mother and daughter, the dance of deep friendship.
Pride Parade, pink-shirted Papa stepping in line, traffic stopping old friends, new times.
Centennial park, downtown Ganges, Sally Sunshine, Gazebo theatre samba band dance-along.
Conversations with strangers, new friends and fellow travelers.
Palu's rain-bow/sun-bow/local-show.

Late afternoon. Late summer. Late summer afternoon. Late afternoon in late summer.
Three generations.

A feather grew.

A first tattoo?





A singing story too.
The puppet-man/sailor prepares the gazebo for the evening's do.

Parading lanterns weaving through.

Dancers in the light and dancers in the dark.

A meteor with two tails.

A Top Model finalist and a dazzled little girl.


Shadow puppetry, youthful wisdom and shared laughter.

Poi et la belle langue avec une danseuse montréalaise.

Barb's Buns' Proud Pride party, body art bonding with sisters.

Patricia the great!

Dancing and more bonding with sisters.
Dancing and more bonding with brothers, mothers, sisters, fathers.
Grandfather dj with hot old tunes and fresh new beats.
Ushered home by fairies.
Time for some long-awaited eats.

and a seat.
and late night a poetry feat.

and a second recipe this week.

I bought this homous at the store (made by Holy Homous), but I'd like to add an easy raw twist.

In a food processor (or blender with some extra water):
Sub zuccini for chick peas
Red Peppers (roasted or not)
Olive oil
Lemon juice
Tahini
Garlic
Spice - suggestions: cayenne, coriander, cilantro or parsley

3/4 of a box of clover sprouts made into a nest in a bowl
half an avo chopped and scooped into the nest
a dollop of homous
dulse if you love it