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DQ run, first of the season! Followed up by an intense sweat-session game of catch.

Bike ride to the swollen Fraser, along with the rest of Chilliwack!

Socca tart for lunch.  Garlic scape pesto, radishes and garden peas with goat cheese.  Yum!

On the way to pickup my csa.  Teeny-tiny corn plants (soon to be huge)

Twelve pound of strawberries, by yours truly.

Eight-am oil change/brake check.

My best frittata, sausage & goat cheese, kale, herb and garlic (all from my garden)

June 19

An impromptu local road trip: courtesy of our new iphones!

Breakfast at Round Up Cafe - Surrey BC (opthamologist pre appt)

Date day?

With one completely random and short notice day together Shane and I tackled a few items off "the list."  Hobbies we could enjoy together.  (Probably the best thing for our relationship since our three months traveling Europe, it's seriously gold for two people who have no hobbies in common.)  What fun we had!  I started our grey morning with the best strawberry shortcakes.  Angel biscuits (accidentally double the shortening, whoops!) from Paula Dean, vanilla whipped cream and strawberries in sugar and lemon juice.  Try and top it.  I think Shane ate about six.

The week

We received the family pictures we took last week.  Don't we look great?

We're pretty awesome sometimes.

Hello Life.

Peanut butter and chocolate cookies, payment for lending the neighbor's lawnmower.

May Date Night

Our fifth date night was a trip to White Rock, a walk on the pier and a dinner of fish and chips.  Like most of our date nights, it almost didn't happen.  Since taking time off for Mexico, our days off haven't lined up at all.  I took an extra afternoon off work and picked up Shane after his shift.  

The evening was perfect for a walk along the ocean.  The sky was clear, the temperature warm and the wind slight (for the beach anyway).  We walked along listening to the clip clop of our sandals on the wooden deck and watched busy folk catching crab with baited nets.  The salty ocean air blew strong through our hair and in the distance Mt Baker stood covered in silky white snow, impervious to the strong May rays.  As the sun slipped lower we found our dinner at a hot spot called Moby Dick's.  We placed an order to go, and waited patiently for thirty minutes before we finally took our cardboard box across the train tracks and down to the beach.  Hungry seagulls sat patiently as we ate our fish with tartar sauce and dipped our chips in vinegar.  The trains rumbled by a few meters away carrying waving passengers to their distant destinations.  We waved good-bye.

May 20

Coffee after I picked Natasha up from the airport.