Summer 2017: The Plan

Ever wish you had multiple lives so you could fit in ALL the different things you could do? I do, all the time.  There are so many opportunities in this world! With that in mind, I’ll break the sad news: I’m not planning on heading back to the Lodge (Manitoba). A large part of me…

Throw-Back Thursday or Fish Lake Friday?

Due to a Generator Failure, I was unable to post this on Thursday. Sooo we’ll just call it a “Flashback Friday” this time.   The smell of forest fires hangs in the air here, adding a  flavour of summers at home to our day here. It’s hot. And muggy. So, so muggy. The air is grey…

ThrowBack Thursday: I Wish We Could, to Winter

Fact: It’s hot in the kitchen. Did you know kneecaps sweat? Oh, do they ever! I’m pretty sure my kneecaps have never never sweat this much. Except maybe at Fish Lake last year when it was 40 degrees in the shade but at that temperature sweat instantly evaporates anyway and nobody is lucid enough to care. I…

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.

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…

Lazy at the Laundromat

Sleeping bags: They have a way of picking up picking up some strange smells while travelling the world, I’ve noticed. Thankfully, I’ve also been learning about this thing called “laundromats.” And so today, on a very hot (38 degrees!) Canada Day, I took an outing to the Princeton laundromat. I’m in Princeton now, you see….

Photo Friday: I might faint.

Do you SEE those little red numbers? The leaves are greener now than in this picture but the temperatures have been similar all week. I’m sweating. Or dying. Basically the same thing in my books.

Evening in Ulaanbaatar

Day starts to end. The sky a pasty pink, the bus quiet save for for a toddler’s chatter entertaining weary, content faces . Stepping o’er feathers watching summer clothes and heels tap tap tap in tune with the lines you skip over on the sidewalk. Smells change with every other pace – savoury sweet still…

When 54 Weeks turns to What Next?

I was tempted to start this post with the typical statement “It’s hard to believe our time here is almost over…” But let’s be honest: It’s not. Days, months, years, all that. Change comes. One season following another. (Name that song!) It’s not like we didn’t see it coming… We fly to Canada on June…

Field Day

The sun is hot and we are all sticky with sweat – behind the knees, in the creases of my elbows, and the sun beats at the back of my neck. The warm wind doesn’t cool so much as cover everyone with a layer of dust that is the cherry on top to the already…