In the early morning, the mountain looked green at times...
At other times, purple.
And then there was rain! No two days were exactly the same!
Shortly after my arrival in my BC hometown, I set out on my own to explore historic downtown...
(It's the part of town that I remember.)
I had weekly lessons at my piano teacher's house above...
The old movie theatre now houses a Timmy's!
We kept our boat at the yacht club - which was much smaller then...
My mother attended this church when she lived around the corner.
This clock looks familiar... But the library I knew is gone - as is the high school I attended.
The city park has changed a bit. There used to be an "aquatic" at the end of this path.
My parents knew the original owners of this motel...
Lots of memories!
Around noon I headed back to my uncle and aunt's home...
I decided to take a shortcut - and go straight up the hill!
Fortunately I made it up without mishap, logging over 18,000 steps that day!
(Did I think I was still a teenager?!)
