Sunday morning and I'm back at #AmblesidePark in #WestVancouver with my books. I can’t think of anything better than the sun sparkling on the water and a breeze from the ocean on my face. My husband and I have a saying, “Any day on the water is the best day.” Maybe I’m not on the water but I’m close to it. The #AmblesideArtisanFarmersMarket, like most markets, offers temptations. I have to keep a firm grip on my wallet and remember I’m here for a reason—to talk about my books

Canada Day weekend offered a #52Over50 bonanza of choices for getting up and getting out. Holiday weekends make it easy to find a celebration—every store has a sale, every town has a picnic, and every park, well, the parks are open and the wilderness is calling. “Let’s go check out the #OthelloTunnels,” I said. “It’s raining,” my husband observed. Okay, he had a point. The day was iffy in the weather department. The sky was socked in with clouds and raindrops were already fal