About this time every year, Hi Knoll Park draws many visitors to see the dog-toothed violets that are on display near the main gate on 48th Avenue in Langley.
I used to live a short block away from that main gate, and always kept an eye out for these special beauties.
The flowers grow on long stems, with just two leaves at ground level, parallel to the ground. The curves of the petals fascinated me, so I picked a few (not supposed to) and took them home to draw. That was quite a few years ago, even before I moved to white Rock…. but I was thinking about them , so got out the photos and my drawings, and did another pen and ink sketch! It was always a special added treat if we found trilliums somewhere near by.
My sons always warned me not to go in the park alone. NO, I won’t… but this day I wanted to see if the violets were in bloom.
Just before I was to turn in at the gate a fairly large teenage boy passed me. I smiled and said hello, and he answered, and kept going. I saw him turn into a yard a couple of houses ahead.
I turned into the gate and walked a ways down the hill until I got to the gorgeous flowers. Then, kind of out of the corner of my eye I saw a movement up ahead…someone cutting in from the road, and heading up my way…yes.. it was the same teenager.
I KNEW I was in danger. I had to get back to the road where I came into the park, so that I was visible to anyone in the area. “Don’t go too fast or you might fall”, “ Get out of here as fast as you can!” The footing was uneven… “be careful”.
I did get out to where there were cars going by, and people walking, and I was truly grateful. He turned back as soon as I got on the road.
You know, I never went in that park by myself ever again!! My sons were right!