One of my favourite parts about exploring a new city is stumbling upon public artworks. I have a Coquitlam address but live within walking distance to more amenities in Port Moody, including a small neighbourhood park (and I mean small!)
When we moved from Vancouver to Coquitlam a year ago, I was rather dismayed that Corbeau Park was the nearest one to walk to, especially after enjoying the gargantuan (by comparison) Memorial South Park practically in our backyard.
And yet my almost-four-year-old is surprisingly content with what the playground offers. And me? I have grown to like its smallness and calmness in the midst of a busy intersection. The park is aesthetically framed by a creek, trees, and brick-accented townhouses that have a European flair to them. Mosaics along the sidewalk and lampposts add visual interest and contribute to making this small, easily overlooked and crowded corner of Dewdney Trunk Road and St Johns Street an oasis with character (and benches!)
Speaking of giving a place character, I am especially fond of this lamppost at Lafarge Lake (an example of functional public art). It reminds me of Lumière (the talking candelabra) in Beauty and the Beast. I wish there were more of these surprise lampposts scattered around the lake’s perimeter, but as far as I’m aware, this is the only one. Can’t you just picture yourself reading a book under its canopy, the post’s lanky steel body coming to life when you’re not looking and meandering down to the water’s edge? (I took this picture on a hot summer day, which is probably the only reason why my mind jumps to “sun shade” rather than “rain cover”).
I’ve been noticing lampposts lately. Now that summer is retreating and fall is arriving with aplomb, there is colour everywhere. Leaves wrap themselves around lampposts like scarves. This one greets you along the path from Castle Park in Port Coquitlam, over the Mary Hill Bypass, and down to the Fraser River.
And look at this wall of ivy framing our own path down to a basement suite which, when the light hits just right, makes even that downward descent (with carseats in tow) look magical.
‘ll leave/leaf you with other shots of flaming reds seen at Rocky Point Park in Port Moody.
What a glorious season, eh? And it never gets old.