Tumbler Ridge has gradually becoming busier and busier since I moved back here in 2008. The town is louder, busier, and quiet moments are harder to find.
...except on Sundays.
During our walk on Sunday, Amanda and I were crossing the street at a reasonably major residential intersection when we stopped and looked around. Not a vehicle in sight. So we decided to get a photo in the middle of the intersection. We took our time taking the photo, and just after we finished and walked to the other sidewalk, a truck appeared in the distance.
I still really enjoy the quiet moments I can find here, especially when I can share them with Amanda. Now all I have to do is have her out here on a Sunday morning in the summer so we can go for a walk at 6am. I think that's pretty much the definition of quiet around here.
As an aside, I look pretty scruffy in the photos from last Sunday. Amanda and I showered a little late and when I asked her if I should be Rugged Jake or Clean-Shaven Jake for the day, she chose the former. :-)
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