New impressions make life full
As links with home exert less pull;
Our thoughts escape, float on long-lease;
Without routines, souls are at peace.
In the stillness of Vancouver dawn
Where shadows play on curtains drawn
This stolen, jet-lagged, hour is real
Hot coffee has a sharp appeal!
This Autumn season overseas
Arrives with unexpected breeze;
Though skies are clear and sapphire blue
Windcheaters are in constant view!
On edge of Steveston - London* Farm
Once private homestead full of charm
Where passers-by, though we saw none,
Can learn how fruit farms once were run.
Threshing machine, hoes, rakes and scythes
In open barn, arrest our eyes;
While in allotments dahlias bloom
And herbs and veggies fight for room!
Vast ditches dug to stave off flood
Recall past times when silted mud
Birthed cranberries in a big way
We know this crop as “Ocean Spray”!
(c) Poet in the woods 2026
* Built and worked by the 'London' family in the 1890s.
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