April 30 2022 Walpurgisnacht New Moon
I woke on my parent's property to the sound of birds singing and
pick up trucks driving by in a rural sprawl near Oceanside on
Vancouver Island where I’d been living in a small 5th wheel for
the past two years. I made myself some roasted dandelion drink
with fresh hazelnut milk and toast with olive oil. When I was
finished breakfast I went outside and walked down to a small bog
near a rugged fence that frames the acreage, running parallel to
a busy country spur road. Near the bog is an old wolf den and
near the old wolf den is the haunted decapitated remnant of an
ancient cedar tree. ** Back in 1988, when I lived in Nelson, a young couple came by our place to visit my mom, and the dude was an ink artist and a skater from Vancouver. Rather than visit with my mom and her girlfriend, he spent the entire time hanging out with my brother and I, and he drew us this sweet piece of artwork.
I think the guy who visited us might have been working at P.D.’s
or doing commissions for t-shirt designs, as he later sent us
each a t-shirt and invited us to come down and visit the shop,
which was located in a residential neighbourhood at Oak and
67th. ![]()
So what the heck is P.D.’s doing in Qualicum Beach? My question
was answered when P.D.’s spry, 91 year-old father came walking
into the back room of the newly opened store, where I was
checking out the jacket shrine and various skateboarding relics.
He told me that he had encouraged his son to purchase the
Qualicum site for the new store, a large sprawl tucked in from
the sidewalk on the main street. ![]() When my brother and I and his two kids were driving back home my young niece looked over at me and said "you should have been wearing all black", as after joining the milieux outside of the store I ended up hanging out with all of the skate punks that had come over from Vancouver. I explained to her that punk isn't about how you look, it's about something that you carry inside of you, and that I'll always be magnetically attracted to other punks no matter how I dress - and that the true spirit of punk is about living life on your own terms and not caring about what everyone else thinks. She was like oh. ![]() ![]()
Next month the Black
Roses are coming to town...
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