We ran into these guys outside on the BC Ferries deck.
It was a windy!
The approach to Gibsons was beautiful...
As was the cottage we were house-sitting on the beach.
Luna, a Mexican refugee, came with the house.
My glass, on the stairs from the deck to the front lawn.
Pascal, enjoying the view from the house...
...and from the cottage.
The eagles kept us company.



















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