Traveling this month with Dusk Dances. This week, Vancouver.
Checked in to the hotel room, opened the sliding door onto the balcony (balcony! an 8th floor room with a balcony!) to let in some air, sat down to unpack and heard a quiet flapping.
I nudged my way over to the opening and poked my head out and there was this gentleman having a good look right back at me. Continue reading “Welcoming Committee”