I wasn’t going to make this a blog that followed my life like my SwanDiamondRose blog did a bit, as in wanderings and daily life. But it seems silly now that it’s spring, and there is actually light instead of endless gloomy rain and grey skies. I really love the gloom a lot, and the paleness in me cringes at the sun until I start to melanin up a bit. It’s just kind of gorgeous here and I find it a strange town too, Vancouver, so I’m going to share. I’m near the ocean and as beautiful as that is it’s now more than ever a bit scary in it’s massiveness and willfullness. Vancouver often feels like a lost place to me, on the edge of North America, an in between. A strange combination of elements? I have no idea really. But the food is good, the air is breathable, the flowers bloom early, then explode lushly and the motorcycles come out in spring.