We took advantage of a sunny fall afternoon to walk across the Burrard Bridge (less precarious looking than the Granville Bridge which is closer to home). False Creek was looking very autumnal, with gold-tinged sunshine and a surprising amount of colorful leaves. Several container ships were in a pretty Impressionistic fog on the horizon. Still, it was warm enough to walk with just a light jacket.
I often notice the inscriptions on park benches — sometimes celebrating a graduation or engagement, but more likely a sort of everyman’s monument. Some are pompous, but many are very sweet. The two I like best so far are one that reads ‘Another day in paradise’, which is what the person who was being commemorated probably said when they sat on that bench. I also liked this one. (Please sit & enjoy one of his favourite views).