Spring is when Creative Juices flow

Being in a long-distance relationship, I have amassed a collection of exciting spring themed photos to send my boo who is much further north. It's kind of cool to be the first dwellers of Canada to experience the green canopy that ushers a leisurely season of picnics and BBQs. Aside from the wild fire season, admittedly a byproduct of droughts, Vancouver is a region experiencing delayed climate change, meaning that our climate is very stable by 2023 standards.

However, the rise of the oceans affects all. Perhaps not equally, because large water bodies have a surface topography, but it spells disaster for all coastal regions. When you factor in the moon and the tide, the thick briny currents sliding under less salty water for centuries long journeys to the carbon wells in the abyss and the relationship between the ocean floor and the tensile dynamics of its surface, you end up with considerable variations in the way water is distributed across the planet.

But enough about the unsettling complexities governing the physics of this ball of fire we live on, or about the impact our addiction to fossil fuels has on it, let's talk about the beauty of the season upon us. It's important to appreciate the awe and wonder of Nature, even in the midst of the complexities of the world, so let's take some time to do just that.

I don't know the name of these blooms, but they usually mark the peak of hay fever for me. However, I have been taking bee pollen orally, and it worked, I don't have to resent them anymore, allowing for untethered contemplation.

My mom was like screw you when she saw this picture. I have no doubt that it contrasts with the slush of Montreal and her jealousy is warranted.

Looks like my mom's got a serious case of FOMO—fear of missing out on Trout Lake!

I'm like: Mom! Come visit

Thanks, but I don't need that on my carbon footprint son.

She hasn't taken a plane in 20 years, talk about an activist, that one.

My partner has been asking about lilacs, I think he loves the smell of them. They're actually pretty rare in Vancouver.

Look at this pastel assortment of tulips, they make my heart flutter in my chest.

Here are some more vivid coloured ones and again, they just make me so happy.

Magnolias are beyond majestic. Look at how this one is catching the sunset in its ever-expansive display of rococo realness.

It's almost as if the magnolia is putting on a performance for the sunset, showing off its intricate and ornate beauty. The colours and textures of the petals are truly captivating, and the way they catch the light is equally breathtaking. It's no wonder that magnolias are often associated with elegance and dignity.

I often take pictures of this very garden as it is constantly evolving with tender love and care. The white flowers bring a whole stretch of the sidewalk together, and the rainy weather gives the composition a nostalgic vibe.

Vast low-rise area is attributed to the missing middle, correlated with the hosing crises, but how can you resist being charmed by a quaint little house like this?

“Not in my backyard” may be a common response to proposed development projects, but it can be less offensive when the backyard in question is well loved and cared for. In an ideal world, we can work towards creating a better backyard for ourselves and future generations.

We just need a few property owners ready to take one for the team. Besides, a lot of this philosophy rests on the false assumption that we actually own the land we live on, yet Nature knows no boundaries and heeds no deeds and agreements.

Returning the land to the Indigenous peoples who have lived on it for generations is a vital step towards any remote chance of living in a fair world. While it may not happen overnight, we can work towards this goal by supporting Indigenous-led land initiatives and advocating for policies that prioritize Indigenous sovereignty and self-determination.

I love this little area because it displays an artisanal half hazard aesthetic that resonates with me. All the different pots are giving me levels and the Buddha statue is giving me peace of mind. Down woke political opinion, down boy!

Another tree with those pink flowers, does anyone know what they are?

All those moments in time have been in no particular order, and we finish walking down the stairs towards Wreck beach!

The gay section of the playa, not the one by the bushes, the mainstream one, is where I like to spend time with friends. I can spend all day basking blissfully in the sun, good times!

Thank you for taking the time to read this article. I hope that it has provided you with some valuable insights, I really love to think about our collective future and frankly, the Hive community is something of a sounding board to me.

At the end of the day, the decisions we make as individuals and as a society have a profound impact on the world around us, and it is up to us to consider the consequences of our actions if we want to manifest a better tomorrow. So once again, I appreciate you being a part of this ongoing conversation.