So, having decided to do 30 in 30, i was immediately sidetracked by the sun. 

Day 2: Vancouver Sun

we are the improbable light of the future.

would my father see us that way? his

grand daughters on the path

ahead of me, hazel and blonde

we’ve been here ten days and no rain

every day, they run, exclaiming

through flowers, cedars, seaside

he had the long eye gaze

but ached too much in damp weather

hazel and blonde, his grand daughters

now improbably lit by sun

vancouver, blue sky high.