Editor:
I didn’t have my camera with me, but I just spent the last 45 minutes staring at the sunset in the Semiahmoo Bay from that bench in that tiny park where Columbia and Victoria Avenue fork.
It was incredible, with the Olympic Mountains and the southern tip of Vancouver Island lit up burning red, and just above that was the sun’s golden reflection.
Filtering upward were all the nascent colours, from light green blending to opal, robin’s egg, baby blue… all the way up to that dark rich blue minutes before the sky turns into the black of night.
Just when I got up to leave, it hit me that growing up and living in White Rock was comparable to growing up and spending your whole life living with the most beautiful woman in the world. You know who and what she is, and you take that fact for granted, but sometimes you see her when the sun shines down on her just right and you start shallow breathing and your heart keeps skipping a little out of control and you can’t help state out loud to her, “God you’re amazing!”
Jay Heakes, White Rock
