I Am A Rock

Continuing on around the seawall in Vancouver's Stanley Park from yesterday's post, one of my favourite moments is when Siwash Rock comes into view.

There is a legend to this rock:



Image from VentureVancouver.com



Somehow, I'm not convinced that being turned into a rock is a just reward for unselfishness,

 but who am I to judge? 

The greyness of the day only served to enhance the silhouette of the rock and the red and black lines of the freighters on the horizon.  There were hundreds of small black and white ducks swimming around the rock.

To pay hommage to the native legend, I incorporated a photo of a beautiful carved mask that I had photographed later the same day through the Eagle Spirit Gallery window on Granville Island, using only a hint of the carving's flowing lines.

I'm sorry that I don't have the artist's name for you but next time I'm there I'll go in the gallery and get the info.

I just couldn't resist making one more version of this iconic rock

Again, as in the photo a couple of posts back, we see a lone figure on the horizon.

It's almost as if he or she is offering up a prayer.

Perhaps inspired by the legend, it is a prayer for the well-being of this planetary village we all call home.

Going Round The Bend

The new year has begun...

who knows what lies around the bend.

I may be gullible...

but I like to think that the tides will bring us all sorts of positive changes and inspiration,

allowing us to take flight in new and more imaginative ways.

Good things come to those who wait...but better ones come to those who go out and find them!  Maybe...we'll see...