Lion and Magic Boy

I am still in Vancouver. Still with excellent hair.

There is so very much to say about all this, but where to start? How do I break it all down into bloggable experience, when everything is completely connected with every other part?

What I can say for sure is that I am irrevocably transformed.

Lest you think that’s a big deal, and it is but that’s beside the point, we are ALL irrevocably transformed by each and every experience. Just so you know.

Still.

And again: so much to say, yet…

And, as always, inspiration comes from unlikely places. Which means I can talk about the Cat Visitor. Out back where I am staying is a small garden, underneath the fence of which come various Visiting Cats. Zippy is the most frequent visitor, and from what I hear she likes to remove socks and take them back to her home for various nefarious cat purposes, but mostly she scoots in, rubs herself over available surfaces, shakes the bells on her collar, and leaves again. Too impatient or distractible to stay for any length of time, she comes and goes throughout the day.

Having a parttime cat has its obvious advantages.

Hey, you want to see where I was this weekend? Have a look:

And you want to see evidence of my transformation? Here you go, then:

Do I look different? I sure feel different. I wonder what it could be, exactly… any ideas?

[tags]vacation, Vancouver, British Columbia, mountains, transformation, Love[/tags]