Snow on the Isle of Wight at this time of year, or any other time for that matter, is an unlikely event. This morning we had more than a dusting however it didn’t stay long. My five week stay here ends tomorrow, I could have stayed longer.

The picture below was taken yesterday in South Edmonton, Alberta Canada by a congregation member of the meditation group there. If I’m not mistaken I’m seeing snatches of Whyte Avenue between the snow flakes. Thanks to Mike.

If all goes well with my visa application and interview at the US Embassy in London on Tuesday I might be walking on Whyte in a few weeks time. Or later if the matter is delayed. It will be great to see old friends in Canada and the U.S.A.

I hear from a good Sangha friend that Tuesday is an auspicious date, something to do with the number eight. Apparently it’s a very propitious day to get married in the Chinese calendar. All temples, churches are fully booked a year in advance in Singapore.

our eyes know how to see…

From Alum Bay looking towards the Needles

Yesterday I took a couple of walks. First in the Parkhurst Forest near Newport, and very near the renowned maximum security prison. And then onwards to Headon Warren and Alum Bay attracted by the the coloured sand cliffs. My original intention was to walk to Freshwater Bay over Tennyson Down however it was a bit late in the day for that after exploring the beach. That walk have to wait for another day.

This is for those interested in the Geology of Alum Bay, with more photographs too.

Just take a look at what Ruth, a member of our lay community in Vancouver, Canada is contemplating doing.

I’ve been mentally preparing for this trip for sometime now, however, I still have doubts as to the sanity of an old woman with worn out knees and other signs of impermanence, doing such a trip.

With a break in the clouds I ventured forth for a walk after my very very vegi lunch. As luck would have it the sun came out and Culver Cliff turned a glowing chalky white. I can see the cliff way off in the distance from the front door of where I’m staying. I’ve grown fond of the view.

Lunch, I’m really packing in the vegi.

Culver Cliff at the extreme Eastern end of the Island, from Shanklin beach.

Looking southwest over a breakwater, taken from Shanklin beach.