summer on a plate

I had an albacore tuna loin caught up north and tucked away in the freezer that I realised needed to be eaten soon. It wasn't easy to persuade Doug to eat (nearly) raw fish but after I briefly seared the wasabi-soy-honey marinated loin, rolled it in sesame seeds and served it with shaved cucumber, cherry tomatoes and edible chrysanthemum (shunjiku) fresh from the garden, he seemed to be converted. The flavour of the tuna was genuinely amazing - soft and luscious and not at all fishy. I try to keep my consumption of these big deep-sea fishes on the low side, but I will be back to Mavins for more of this when the albacore season starts again.

geese on lois lake

I never get tired of Canada geese, although my friends laugh at me for it, and was as usual enchanted by the social interactions of these guys on a recent fishing outing with Carl. Our fishing curse persists but we do get to hang out with some lovely wildlife.

harvest

quarry, texada island (yes, that's me swimming)

wildwood sunset

if I stand really still will you think I'm a garden ornament?

This is the young, but rather substantial buck who took years off my life when he sauntered around the corner of the house at the exact moment that I was sauntering around it from the other direction. I squealed and, gratifyingly, he did the equivalent of a deer squeal and leapt several feet into the air, before regaining his composure and continuing his stroll across the garden.

becalmed in malaspina straight

There is a story to this title that I will get around to writing soon...