Ten thousand flowers

"Kuddly" circa 1970s, sitting in front of a patch of violets.


Only color could express the full exuberance of spring.  The sweet relief of old bones feeling the sun at last hot on the skin.

As the letters to the editor expressed living at Canoe Point during the winter months involved stress and lots of hard work.  There was a certain amount of "suspense" about the ice .  As the author explains about the transport of the hay across the lake from Sicamous; "The next day, March 19th, it rains so much that even a duck would hesitate to go out, but they must still cross over to the freight car in order to unload it and stack the hay somewhere - but how it will come across no one knows yet- it may thaw, it may freeze again, who knows? In such a suspense have people been living on the Canoe Point all winter".

Despite these appeals it would still be a number of years before a road was started, and it would actually be Edmond himself that would build those last few miles.  Edmond discovered that he had an insatiable love for machines and would be in a good position in the near future to offer his contracting services.

The stillness of that time living without the distractions of the greater community would be coming to an end.

Ten thousand flowers in spring,
the moon in autumn,
A cool breeze in summer,
snow in winter,
If your mind isn't clouded by unnecessary things,
This is the best season of your life.
Wu-men