The Best Part of My Day

 ... the hedge at the bus stop ...

What was the best part of your day, Rebecca asked last night.

The moment I stopped to really look at this hedge, to see the red of the blooms, a massive profusion of blossoms for a whole block. That was the best part of my day.

Also in the running was walking by the Gorge Cannibus Dispensary.  I had to read the sign twice and then I looked around at the people hanging outside of its doors, or preparing to go in.  At home Rebecca told me that the police have a policy of just leaving it alone until the law sorts out what is going to happen on this front.

Next might be the fact that I took three buses to get to the BC Victoria Transit Lost and Found where the scarf I had lost was waiting for me.   Taking 3 buses to go somewhere really means I can get around in Victoria.  Do you know when a scarf becomes my very favorite scarf?  It is the minute I loose it.  Tens of scarves, even hundreds of scarves, and it is the lost one that I long for.

Earlier in the morning I took the transit to get some drugs at the pharmacy and made a short trip to the CIBC in another spot.  Seven different buses.  Now that is mobility!

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