A Day Off: Pulling a Roosevelt

  Back again? Still interested in the Day of Solo Exploration? Are you ready to enter with me into the dark woods of shifty shadows and skeletal trees, invisible strings, and deep padded moss the colour of jealousy ogre snot avacado-limes? I’ll warn you: There’s even an almost-surprise almost-attack by a creature of great size…

A Day Off: The Prelude

Big news: Recently, I had a day off! But I have to pause and say I wanted to start with the words “Friday, I had a day off.” Then I realized I have no idea if it was Friday or not because I hardly have a clue what day of the week today is, let…

A Selfie Interview: So How’s Manitoba?

An article in which the Annalist’s editor –in-chief, Ms. A. Louise Brown, conducts an interview with authour of this site, one Miss Anna Brown, approaching the topic of “So How’s Manitoba?” Editor-in-Chief: First of all, Welcome back to Canada! I know it’s late but it’s been a while since we’ve talked…Mongolia, was it? And now you’re at…

ThrowBack Thursday: B is for Backpack

To aid in combatting my constant struggle against perfection and lack of discipline (particularly in finishing things) I have decided to embrace the Throw-Back Thursday. In order to enlighten you to my shenanigans of the past year, each Thursday will highlight something of the past year of my life. This one I wrote just over a fortnight ago…

PP: Tall Ticket

  Dear Mom, I MADE IT ON THE BUS! I AM PROGRESSING EASTWARD! Sincerely,  Your toothbrush-loving, Harry Potter accompanied, cheek-smushed-against-window-sleeping daughter, ~Anna PS: yes, I got a seat near the front.  PPS: I am terrified of bus bathrooms. 

Manitoba Ho, Part 2: A Saga

I am jet lagged in my own city.            Yes. My Own City. It seems the world turned into a crazy dream in which Life said to me “Just Kidding!” in a most unfortunate way. I last posted perhaps 19 hours ago. Since then, I have eaten, slept, and made my…

Adventure Like a Run-On Sentence

I wanted to write about the latest adventure with Elise-of-Upstairs, but something about deciding on a whim to fast-forward the plan to leave Friday afternoon to Thursday evening with an hour’s notice to drive 10 hours (at a very slow slow and safe pace) through the night and raging snowstorm to surprise our families and spend time with…

This Place; These People

See, the thing about Adventures is that it’s easy to think all the special things are finished upon your return. I’m not sure that’s entirely true… “Secretly, my favourite part about going on trips is coming home”  my favourite cousin once told me.   I can understand that. I too, like coming home. I just got home from snuggling a…

Selfie Sunday: A Post on Perspective

A photo on our camera caught my eye this morning. It was a picture of my mother; a selfie. It piqued my interest and made me stop. It struck me. Captivated me. I love it. I could write a whole entry on what I read in her face at this moment, but that is a thought…

A Charles Shultz Camping Trip: Part Two

Happiness is a smile in the morning. Happiness is the feeling of clean teeth. Happiness is chocolate milk on sale. Happiness is making memories. Happiness is sharing a swing set. Happiness is a day at the lake. Happiness is your best friend beside you. Happiness is your feet on the dash. Happiness is coming home.

A Charles Shultz Camping Trip

Happiness is… a camping trip. …a good pair of jeans. … a tent in the woods. …the smell of campfire smoke. …something warm when you’re cold. …reading out loud. Happiness is matching sleeping bags. Or maybe a good snuggle buddy. Happiness is gumboots and plaid. Happiness will be here tomorrow too. Come back for Part II.

Photo Friday: Back and Forward

I’m dreaming of summer! A lot of adventure and a little hard work. I’m excited.  There is a photo of me from last summer at the camp, at the wilderness “campus” per se…   We found ourselves with an unusual 10 minute break (waiting for a ride, I believe) when I took the opportunity to grab…