Whats the big rush, these days, for everything to be so instant? Everything is right there at our fingertips, and I think its keeping us from actually BEING in the moment of life. Take a picture and automatically post it to instagram. Check in at a restaurant on Facebook. Keep tabs on a hockey game or an election on Twitter. Obviously there are things that its really nice to have instantaneously, like weather reports, traffic reports and so on, information that its good to have at our fingertips, and can help us plan and execute our day in a productive way.
But I don't know about all the rest.
I've been trying to spend less time on my phone and on my computer. Truth be told, I don't spend much time on my computer at all, its mostly my phone, and it's never out of reach. Its been good for me. But I use my time staring into my phone for good, too. I am in constant contact with the circle of women that hold me up, and for whom I do the same...that action alone makes the world a better place. My phone is a lifeline is many ways, but it can't become a thing that sucks me in and makes me ignore the world around me.
But I think its about balance. Balancing out doing good things with technology, and the rest of the time, putting it down and concentrating on the now that you're in.
There is so much fun and beauty to be had in the now.
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Sunday, 8 January 2017
Thursday, 21 November 2013
Country Days
Well hello there, long time no see.
What a crazy few weeks it has been. Oh look, its actually been a whole MONTH since I've been here. For shame!
Between getting ready for holiday craft shows and all the other insanity of...well..life, there hasn't been a moment to spare.
But there are Things! Happening! To be true.
We have 6 baby bunnies, alive and well, that will soon be bouncing around their enclosure. A far cry from the last tragedy involving bunnies. They are fat, and happy, and they made ME so happy.
We've been busily preparing for winter as well. Gardens to put to bed, garlic to plant, windows to seal up. Oh, and a bunny hutch to build! It's main purpose is actually to be a greenhouse for the spring, at which point we will kick the bunnies back out to the great outdoors.
We also currently have a deer hanging in our backyard. Yes, a deer. It jumped out of the bushes onto the road the other day, as deer are want to do round these parts, and lo and behold if Steve's car wasn't in it's way. The OPP had to come and put it down, as it was severly injured, but luckily we got to keep it. Luckily as well I had the experience of helping butcher a deer last week. And now I get to do one all on my own. Oh the things I have learned here in the valley! Between the deer, and the side of pork that we have arriving this week, and the rabbits that need to be processed, imma gonna need a bigger freezer!
And we wait for snow, and deck the halls, and eat ALL THE MEAT. And carry on carrying on, in this lovely spot that we call home.
I guess that's all I really popped in to say - life is good, my friends, life is good!
What a crazy few weeks it has been. Oh look, its actually been a whole MONTH since I've been here. For shame!
Between getting ready for holiday craft shows and all the other insanity of...well..life, there hasn't been a moment to spare.
But there are Things! Happening! To be true.
We have 6 baby bunnies, alive and well, that will soon be bouncing around their enclosure. A far cry from the last tragedy involving bunnies. They are fat, and happy, and they made ME so happy.
We've been busily preparing for winter as well. Gardens to put to bed, garlic to plant, windows to seal up. Oh, and a bunny hutch to build! It's main purpose is actually to be a greenhouse for the spring, at which point we will kick the bunnies back out to the great outdoors.
We also currently have a deer hanging in our backyard. Yes, a deer. It jumped out of the bushes onto the road the other day, as deer are want to do round these parts, and lo and behold if Steve's car wasn't in it's way. The OPP had to come and put it down, as it was severly injured, but luckily we got to keep it. Luckily as well I had the experience of helping butcher a deer last week. And now I get to do one all on my own. Oh the things I have learned here in the valley! Between the deer, and the side of pork that we have arriving this week, and the rabbits that need to be processed, imma gonna need a bigger freezer!
And we wait for snow, and deck the halls, and eat ALL THE MEAT. And carry on carrying on, in this lovely spot that we call home.
I guess that's all I really popped in to say - life is good, my friends, life is good!
Sunday, 29 September 2013
Passive Solar Greenhouse Design. (Or, How I spent my weekend.)
I scrounged up most of the material for this little project. The windows are are recycled from here there and everywhere, and the wood siding came from an old fence that got demolished. We're still on the hunt for some roofing, and likely a bit more wood for siding (please, universe, send some my way!) Grand total, $100 for 2 by 4, and $20 worth of screws. The rest was salvaged, or we had on hand. (I can't tell you how happy that makes me!)
The greenhouse isn't a traditional greenhouse - it's a passive solar design. Most greenhouses are to effing hot to do anything with in the summer) and everything in them melts or is destroyed by the sun. Not this one. Designed (by Steve) for maximum light in the winter, and minimum light in the summer (it all has to do with roof angles and overhangs) and some cross-breeze action, we're hoping this beauty will be good to us all year round.
We also put a great counter on the south side. Potting bench on top, wood storage underneath. Oh, and butchering table too...
In the spring there may be cedar shingles attached, or not. There will be a roof of sorts before the snow flies. And some form of white twinkly lights, to light up our fire pit. On Thanksgiving weekend, we will put a match to all the scraps in the fire pit just in front of it, and christen it with a fire, and thank the universe for all the kind things it delivers us - windows, and wood, and food to eat, and fire to cook it over, and friends to share it with.
What more could you ask for?
xoxo
Monday, 16 September 2013
Week of Birthdays
September 16th, and we have just closed the door on the "week of Birthdays" (which is really 11 days of birthdays) for the year. Griffin turned 7, and then a week later Steve turned 47, and yesterday I hit the big 38. And what a fun 11 days it has been!
We celebrated with Griffin's friends last weekend, a delight of a time that included a lego theme, dancing, "Pin the tail on the Griffin", cake, presents, and all the other fun birthday stuffs.
We celebrated Steve's birthday mid-week, with a new pair of jeans, some yummy dinner, and some apple crumble - perfection!
Friday night we invited our neighbours for a little bonfire action. It was the coldest evening so far this fall, with the temperatures dipping down to near freezing for the first time (the first official frost warning for the season.) I was a bit worried about getting the fire lit, since it had rained all day, but the boys managed just fine. We had a GREAT evening, it was one of those nights where suddenly it's 1:30 in the morning and you realize that maybe you should go to bed...but everyone was just having too much fun to notice.
We also received an excellent birthday treat from our friend Jim - a special hollowed out log that he threw on the fire, that burned bright and hot and quite beautifully for a good chunk of the evening. So much fun!
The second best part about the fire were the potatoes that we decided to throw on it as we went to bed at 1:30am...the next morning they got turned into homefries. Best campfire homefries ever.
Yesterday it was my turn - my day began with a Corben-imposed sleep in (he came to snuggle with me in the morning, and promptly fell back asleep on top of me, forcing me to stay in bed!) A lazy morning ensued, followed by a deliciously long hot shower, and some puttering in the yard and the house. We moved a few things around in the living room, and got a few things checked off the "before the snow flies" list. I got a flower delivery from my neighbours mid afternoon, I managed to get a few things picked out of the garden myself to put up for the winter.
I got the most delicious dinner last night, with cake and ice cream too.
It was a delight of a day, a perfectly excellent weekend, and altogether, a wonderful week!
We celebrated with Griffin's friends last weekend, a delight of a time that included a lego theme, dancing, "Pin the tail on the Griffin", cake, presents, and all the other fun birthday stuffs.
Friday night we invited our neighbours for a little bonfire action. It was the coldest evening so far this fall, with the temperatures dipping down to near freezing for the first time (the first official frost warning for the season.) I was a bit worried about getting the fire lit, since it had rained all day, but the boys managed just fine. We had a GREAT evening, it was one of those nights where suddenly it's 1:30 in the morning and you realize that maybe you should go to bed...but everyone was just having too much fun to notice.
We also received an excellent birthday treat from our friend Jim - a special hollowed out log that he threw on the fire, that burned bright and hot and quite beautifully for a good chunk of the evening. So much fun!
Yesterday it was my turn - my day began with a Corben-imposed sleep in (he came to snuggle with me in the morning, and promptly fell back asleep on top of me, forcing me to stay in bed!) A lazy morning ensued, followed by a deliciously long hot shower, and some puttering in the yard and the house. We moved a few things around in the living room, and got a few things checked off the "before the snow flies" list. I got a flower delivery from my neighbours mid afternoon, I managed to get a few things picked out of the garden myself to put up for the winter.
It was a delight of a day, a perfectly excellent weekend, and altogether, a wonderful week!
Monday, 15 July 2013
Thursday, 6 June 2013
A different perspective
They say (whoever they are) that if you want to write good writing, that you have to read good writing.
And I got to thinking, maybe I haven't been writing, because I haven't been reading.
For reals. I can't remember the last time I read a whole book from beginning to end.
I read school newsletters; I read mail, the newspaper, bills; I read snippits and short articles and short blog posts, and short Facebook links...but I never read anything longer than it takes for my kids to figure out that Mommy might actually be sitting STILL for five minutes, for heaven SAKE!
Of the many people who's writing I enjoy on a daily basis, many of them write about reading. Nothing specific, but you can tell from what they write that reading is a very big part of their day. Maybe it can be successfully done between meal times and homework and karate and sleeping, but I haven't figured that out yet.
But now, I can see a light at the end of the tunnel. It's dim, it flickers on and off every once in a while, but it's there. My kids are out of the twos, well into the threes (and maybe someday I can say we're out of diapers, but it won't be this week.) They're becoming more independent little peoples, who one day will grow up to be functioning members of society (please, god, please) or at least go an hour or two without bumping or bleeding or needing or smacking or yelling or anything at all!!
Someday again, I will be able to sit down and sink myself into a book, and ready two, three, TEN chapters at a time without someone needing me. (I'll likely miss being needed like hell, but it sure might be nice to not have to get up off my arse for a few hours too!)
The point of all this was to say that I started reading a book last night which has inspired and enthralled me. It's got me thinking big thoughts, and that's fun again. It was given to me by a former co-worker, (who reads this blog I think...but she never comments, so I wouldn't know, hint hint) who thought I might really enjoy it. And she was right, so thanks for that, M!
The book is along the lines of something that my friend Lisa got me thinking about in one of her recent posts -
What if our kids, these kids who some people call disadvantaged, what if they wern't at a loss at all, what if the things that we took to be disabilities were actually GIFTS?
A small example - we've talked to Griffin a lot about what he wants to be when he grows up. He struggles some times to find his place in his own six-year-old world. He knows he's a sentitive guy, that he has "trouble" with loud noises, with high pitches. But if we say he has "excellent hearing" instead of he's "sensitive to sound," then all of a sudden another world opens up, a world of Sound Guys, and Auditory Specialists, or whatever.
Isn't that fun - to think of it as a gift rather than a downfall?
I have to say that Griffin has been a lot more enjoyable in the past few days when I look at him through those eyes. Sure, there are still times when I want to put him on the curb with a "Free To Good Home" sign on his neck, but most days I'm willing to hang onto him. This new insight will likely even increase those odds. I do love those little dudes.
And so I'm reading. And apparently, according to this blog post, I'm writing too (well lookie me!) And I'm being inspired, and I'm liking my kids more, and not a single little bit of that is bad.
Perspective. It's a biggie on that list of thing that matter, isn't it?
And I got to thinking, maybe I haven't been writing, because I haven't been reading.
For reals. I can't remember the last time I read a whole book from beginning to end.
I read school newsletters; I read mail, the newspaper, bills; I read snippits and short articles and short blog posts, and short Facebook links...but I never read anything longer than it takes for my kids to figure out that Mommy might actually be sitting STILL for five minutes, for heaven SAKE!
Of the many people who's writing I enjoy on a daily basis, many of them write about reading. Nothing specific, but you can tell from what they write that reading is a very big part of their day. Maybe it can be successfully done between meal times and homework and karate and sleeping, but I haven't figured that out yet.
But now, I can see a light at the end of the tunnel. It's dim, it flickers on and off every once in a while, but it's there. My kids are out of the twos, well into the threes (and maybe someday I can say we're out of diapers, but it won't be this week.) They're becoming more independent little peoples, who one day will grow up to be functioning members of society (please, god, please) or at least go an hour or two without bumping or bleeding or needing or smacking or yelling or anything at all!!
Someday again, I will be able to sit down and sink myself into a book, and ready two, three, TEN chapters at a time without someone needing me. (I'll likely miss being needed like hell, but it sure might be nice to not have to get up off my arse for a few hours too!)
The point of all this was to say that I started reading a book last night which has inspired and enthralled me. It's got me thinking big thoughts, and that's fun again. It was given to me by a former co-worker, (who reads this blog I think...but she never comments, so I wouldn't know, hint hint) who thought I might really enjoy it. And she was right, so thanks for that, M!
The book is along the lines of something that my friend Lisa got me thinking about in one of her recent posts -
What if our kids, these kids who some people call disadvantaged, what if they wern't at a loss at all, what if the things that we took to be disabilities were actually GIFTS?
A small example - we've talked to Griffin a lot about what he wants to be when he grows up. He struggles some times to find his place in his own six-year-old world. He knows he's a sentitive guy, that he has "trouble" with loud noises, with high pitches. But if we say he has "excellent hearing" instead of he's "sensitive to sound," then all of a sudden another world opens up, a world of Sound Guys, and Auditory Specialists, or whatever.
Isn't that fun - to think of it as a gift rather than a downfall?
I have to say that Griffin has been a lot more enjoyable in the past few days when I look at him through those eyes. Sure, there are still times when I want to put him on the curb with a "Free To Good Home" sign on his neck, but most days I'm willing to hang onto him. This new insight will likely even increase those odds. I do love those little dudes.
And so I'm reading. And apparently, according to this blog post, I'm writing too (well lookie me!) And I'm being inspired, and I'm liking my kids more, and not a single little bit of that is bad.
Perspective. It's a biggie on that list of thing that matter, isn't it?
Monday, 11 March 2013
Spring!
SPRING has begun making an apperance this week in the valley, and I couldn't be happier.
I am spring's number one fan. For real. If there were Spring Fan Club t-shirts, I would have them. One in every colour. Ask my husband. I, like the thing that have been hiding under the snow all winter long, come ALIVE in the spring.
Truth.
So, the subtle signs of the arrival of spring have been cause for celebration.
BBQing without a coat on! Playing in the puddles! Hanging out in the sunroom again! Cleaning up the front porch...even SITTING on the front porch for a few minutes today.
This is exciting people, I'm excited.
(With some cute three year old thrown in for good measure.)
Tonight, it rains. By tomorrow morning, the river will be raging, living up to it's name, and the snow left on the ground will be way way less; whereas I will be one step closer to not wearing socks, and putting the screens in the windows, and getting my fingers in the dirt, and soaking up the sunshine; which is all one step closer to swimming in the pond, and fresh tomatos off the vine, and drinking beer on the porch.
I do not begrudge a single day of this winter. I have enjoyed winter more this year than I have any year in the past. But holy hell am I ready for this next step.
Bring on the spring!!
I am spring's number one fan. For real. If there were Spring Fan Club t-shirts, I would have them. One in every colour. Ask my husband. I, like the thing that have been hiding under the snow all winter long, come ALIVE in the spring.
Truth.
So, the subtle signs of the arrival of spring have been cause for celebration.
BBQing without a coat on! Playing in the puddles! Hanging out in the sunroom again! Cleaning up the front porch...even SITTING on the front porch for a few minutes today.
This is exciting people, I'm excited.
Tonight, it rains. By tomorrow morning, the river will be raging, living up to it's name, and the snow left on the ground will be way way less; whereas I will be one step closer to not wearing socks, and putting the screens in the windows, and getting my fingers in the dirt, and soaking up the sunshine; which is all one step closer to swimming in the pond, and fresh tomatos off the vine, and drinking beer on the porch.
I do not begrudge a single day of this winter. I have enjoyed winter more this year than I have any year in the past. But holy hell am I ready for this next step.
Bring on the spring!!
Sunday, 27 January 2013
A Sunday
Today has been fully awesome.
First off, I woke up after 8am, and didn’t get up until 9:15. Any day that starts with me staying in bed until 9:15, intentionally, is bound to be awesome.
I had tea, Steve made breakfast, the children played happily. Midmorning, Corbie and I bundled up and went for a wander down the road to a friends house to go hunting for skates for Corbie, in their too-small-skates collection. Corbie decided we were going to stay for a bit (seriously, he had his gear off before I even said hello) and a lovely chat over coffee ensued.
After we wandered home and had some lunch, we bundled up again and headed over to the neighbours pond with our skates. Freshly cleared ice and a perfectly sunny day led to a delight of an afternoon full of skating and walking in the snow, sledding down the hill, and sitting in Adirondack chairs and soaking it all in.
Now we’re home. Griffin is building lego with a friend. Corben is crashed out to the extreme on my lap. Steve is surfing his geek sites, and I am blogging. The world is a happy place.
There is Roadkill Stew in the crockpot for dinner (how the roadkill ended up in my freezer is a story for another day, but it’s not like it’s a racoon or anything, its some fine venison) and a roaring (propane) fire at my feet. There will be one more walk before the day is done, maybe a small gathering to put together a seed order for our spring gardens (which we have been dreaming about with vigor.) The day will end with me crawling into bed with my love, and watching an episode or two of the tv show of the month (we work our way though seasons of stuff online, which allows us to watch the stuff that’s good, all while keeping our house without a tv in it.)
I am a lucky lady, and I am grateful for it all. I feel like I’ve been given an incredible gift with this little life I’ve landed in, and I’m trying my best to take good care of it. My family, our home, this community, it’s all pretty special, and I look forward to seeing what each new day, week, season, year will bring.
Here's to Sundays, and all the other days too.
Here's to Sundays, and all the other days too.
Thursday, 27 December 2012
Christmas in Photos
We had a lovely holiday. Just lovely. I worked right up until the 23rd in the store in Creemore, so chilling out as of the 24th felt good. OK, honestly, it was late afternoon on the 24th when we finally sat down and relaxed, but as of then it was solid! We drove to London yesterday to hang with my brother and Mom and the neice and nephews, and we'll head home tomorrow to see just how much snow needs to be shovelled! I have another week off with the kids, which I am very much looking forward to.
So here is our Christmas (so far) in photos. Hope yours was as lovely as ours!
An early Christmas present from Kelly.
Christmas Lasagne
Tracking Santa on Norad
Silent Night, indeed (Corbie crashes at 5:30 on Christmas Eve!)
Silent Night, indeed (Corbie crashes at 5:30 on Christmas Eve!)
Bright and shiney on Christmas Morning.
Christmas Dinner in the sunroom! (We love our sunroom!)
Christmas Dinner in the sunroom! (We love our sunroom!)
Lego Mania at my Brother's house. (One of 4 sets being built at the table!)
Happy Holidays to you all, my friends!
Wednesday, 14 November 2012
Some Kinda Heaven
My favorite mason jar. My new fingerless glove wrapped around it, inspiration for a knitting project. My favorite tea. Life is sweet.
Tuesday, 13 November 2012
Sunday, 28 October 2012
Bliss
It's taken me an entire week to put my thoughts onto paper (or computer, as it were) about the past weekend, and the Blissdom Canada conference that I attended last week.
It's awe inspiring, being among that many accomplished writers, and photographers, and business women, and AWESOME, all in one place. And, it's also a little intimidating.
It took me a while to write about this whole experience, to find the right words, because I wanted them to be PERFECT. I wanted them to be awesome. And then I read someone else's words, about finding the gems in the crap, and that's when I though "eff it, just write it already, who cares if it's crap. Maybe, just maybe, it'll be awesome."
So here it is:
Conferences like that, that shit is NOT easy for me. But then I listened to Susan Cain talk, about the value of introverts, with about 80% of the room identifying as introverts, and I realized "I'm not alone here!" These are MY PEOPLE! And how I wish that was the first thing I heard - I wish it was the opening keynote of the weekend, instead of some crappity crap presentation by Dove, about how their body wash (that contains SLS) is "caring" for your skin *cough*bullshit*cough*. I digress...that's another post to come.
The thing is, I was among people with similar interests to me. There were other introverts, and other "green" mamas, and other mothers who could see my kids in theirs. There were fellow country folk, and people I knew in university, and someone that my dearest Gretel went to highschool with and hadn't seen in 20-something years. And of course, my dearest Gretel, my partner in crime for the journey. There were writers that I admired, photographers that I admired, and just some of the coolest Canadian women that there are out there on the internet.
And that alone is enough to get inspired from. I don't dig the social events, but I can eat up infomation, and find inspiration in a lot of other people's words, and photos and accomplishments; and just the fact that I'm in the same room as them. Heck, likely peeing next to them! (Too much? Sorry...)
I mentioned to someone at the opening night soiree, that I didn't dig brands, and the idea of working and writing for brands, instead of just writing for me. They said "then why are you here?"
And I didn't really have to think about it. I was there to connect with other people. And to gather the tools to become a better writer.
And, let's be honest, I was there to get some business inspiration, because I really beleive that everyone in the world should be using my soap...because it's pretty good soap.
So no matter how much I felt like a dork standing next to Tanis, clamming up like I'd swallowed my tounge, I try not to dwell on that, and look at the people I did connect with, and my goals for the conference. I DID connect really well with some people, got to know some faces behind some names, and some new ones too. I DID get some writing tools (even some from the super lovely Ali Martell.) And I even managed to talk to a few people about my soap. I made it to the opening party, not looking like I got hit by a tornado, and I had fun dressing up with some lovely ladies (although I would have happily skipped the costume party.) I also managed to see some old friends along the way, at a late night impromptu stop at "the shop" - totally unrelated to Blissdom, but "cup filling" none the less.
And at the end of the day, I know that I stayed true to myself - I didn't try to be someone that I'm not. I am shy, quiet, an introvert extrordinaire, who is much funnier on Facebook than I am in real life. (True story.) But I'm a good writer, and a good person, and the great thing is that I know that I'm not alone in ANY of this.
For me, knowing that is at least 51% of the battle.
Will I go back to Blissdom again next year? You betcha.
After 7 years of blogging, I'm finally starting to find "my people." Things have changed so much for us in the past year, and we finally feel like we're "home" in this new house and this new community, and it's so nice to start to feel that about this "Worlds Biggest Small Town" as well.
It's awe inspiring, being among that many accomplished writers, and photographers, and business women, and AWESOME, all in one place. And, it's also a little intimidating.
It took me a while to write about this whole experience, to find the right words, because I wanted them to be PERFECT. I wanted them to be awesome. And then I read someone else's words, about finding the gems in the crap, and that's when I though "eff it, just write it already, who cares if it's crap. Maybe, just maybe, it'll be awesome."
So here it is:
Conferences like that, that shit is NOT easy for me. But then I listened to Susan Cain talk, about the value of introverts, with about 80% of the room identifying as introverts, and I realized "I'm not alone here!" These are MY PEOPLE! And how I wish that was the first thing I heard - I wish it was the opening keynote of the weekend, instead of some crappity crap presentation by Dove, about how their body wash (that contains SLS) is "caring" for your skin *cough*bullshit*cough*. I digress...that's another post to come.
The thing is, I was among people with similar interests to me. There were other introverts, and other "green" mamas, and other mothers who could see my kids in theirs. There were fellow country folk, and people I knew in university, and someone that my dearest Gretel went to highschool with and hadn't seen in 20-something years. And of course, my dearest Gretel, my partner in crime for the journey. There were writers that I admired, photographers that I admired, and just some of the coolest Canadian women that there are out there on the internet.
And that alone is enough to get inspired from. I don't dig the social events, but I can eat up infomation, and find inspiration in a lot of other people's words, and photos and accomplishments; and just the fact that I'm in the same room as them. Heck, likely peeing next to them! (Too much? Sorry...)
I mentioned to someone at the opening night soiree, that I didn't dig brands, and the idea of working and writing for brands, instead of just writing for me. They said "then why are you here?"
And I didn't really have to think about it. I was there to connect with other people. And to gather the tools to become a better writer.
And, let's be honest, I was there to get some business inspiration, because I really beleive that everyone in the world should be using my soap...because it's pretty good soap.
So no matter how much I felt like a dork standing next to Tanis, clamming up like I'd swallowed my tounge, I try not to dwell on that, and look at the people I did connect with, and my goals for the conference. I DID connect really well with some people, got to know some faces behind some names, and some new ones too. I DID get some writing tools (even some from the super lovely Ali Martell.) And I even managed to talk to a few people about my soap. I made it to the opening party, not looking like I got hit by a tornado, and I had fun dressing up with some lovely ladies (although I would have happily skipped the costume party.) I also managed to see some old friends along the way, at a late night impromptu stop at "the shop" - totally unrelated to Blissdom, but "cup filling" none the less.
And at the end of the day, I know that I stayed true to myself - I didn't try to be someone that I'm not. I am shy, quiet, an introvert extrordinaire, who is much funnier on Facebook than I am in real life. (True story.) But I'm a good writer, and a good person, and the great thing is that I know that I'm not alone in ANY of this.
For me, knowing that is at least 51% of the battle.
Will I go back to Blissdom again next year? You betcha.
After 7 years of blogging, I'm finally starting to find "my people." Things have changed so much for us in the past year, and we finally feel like we're "home" in this new house and this new community, and it's so nice to start to feel that about this "Worlds Biggest Small Town" as well.
At the Evergreen Brickworks in Toronto - a stunning and raw place to see.
Thursday, 18 October 2012
Family Photos
A few weeks ago I met my friend Terri-Ann at the park with my three boys, along with her husband a and 4 children, for an exchange of family photos. Both Terr-Ann and I are pretty handy with our cameras, so we thought what better way to capture some family photos. Below are the results, and I'm thrilled!
One of the first shots, where everyone actually stood STILL.
Corben has had it after 3 minutes. He's off.
The toddler sumo hold. "You will stay here for this photo so...help...me!"
One of my favourites, with rounded corners. (I'm in love with rounded corners these days, I think it's the hippie in me.)
"Here, sit on Daddy's shoulders." "No, I want to go over to Mama's shoulders." Hilarity ensues.
Not sure what was happening here, but it's hilarious!
And then it went bad...
And then we lost Corben to the playground. Alone, as the only child in the photos, Griffin decides to ramp it up a notch.
Photo bombed by a 6 year old.
How do we get rid of this crazy child? Hey...what's over THERE?
Humph...that worked well. Not.
And then we finally distracted him with juice, and got this gem:
We decided to try and move over to where Corben REALLY wanted to be, and get a few more shots.
OK, nevermind!
We had so much fun that I think we'll do this again next year. Thanks Terri-Ann!!
(Back in the limelight, and ready to perform some more! Jump, monkey, jump!)
One of the first shots, where everyone actually stood STILL.
"Here, sit on Daddy's shoulders." "No, I want to go over to Mama's shoulders." Hilarity ensues.
OK, nevermind!
We had so much fun that I think we'll do this again next year. Thanks Terri-Ann!!
(Back in the limelight, and ready to perform some more! Jump, monkey, jump!)
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