Spring in Vancouver is loud. The birds go berserk and leaves sprout so quickly you can almost hear the buds popping.

“For a seed to achieve its greatest expression, it must come completely undone. The shell cracks, its insides come out and everything changes. To someone who doesn’t understand growth, it would look like complete destruction.” — Cynthia Occelli

The Man in the Moon came tumbling down,and asked the way to Norwich. He went by the south,and burnt his mouth, with eating cold pease porridge. —Mother Goose

Hey, diddle, diddle!⁠The cat and the fiddle,The cow jumped over the moon;⁠The little dog laughed⁠To see such sport,And the dish ran away with the spoon. —Mother Goose