Pussywillow Postcard

Dear Sally, We interrupt this program for an official announcement: the pussywillows are out! Just like last year, the first personal sightings were in Vanderhoof. J & I stopped to see swans on the river and stretch out legs. We ended up discovering the pussy willows too. We cut a branch to bring home to her mom and…

The Camel of all Vegetables

We stared at the box. Two cooks and a box of leeks. A conundrum. “Well…” I started slowly, and lifted my right hand to hold my bottom lip, elbow cradled in my left hand as it folded across me. I tapped my chin. A thinking position. “I hear leek soup is good.” Becky acknowledged the half hearted…

Deep Fried Kindness

There is something about Kindness that touches me deeply. I type this with one hand and eating a piece of deep-fried goodness. It’s called bannock. I love bannock, in a variety of forms, but today it’s not what has filled me up. It’s kindness. Two heads appeared at the back door during dinner rush tonight with…

Feesh!

I’m writing this high on happiness and short on time. I need to fall asleep to be awake again in 5.5 hours. But I need to tell you – I went fishing. Not just off the dock. Real fishing. In a boat. Where all we did was fish. It was fun. Before I left, I…

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…

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…

PP: Vanderhoof

Hi Mom.  Vanderhoof was lovely! Made a Saturday trip last week. Tires were fine, sorry to worry you. Didn’t make it to Woody’s for doughnuts b/c of delayed start (still bitter about the tires) but had a great time regardless. Saw Caryn’s horses, nice to smell them, haha! and just seeing the barn cats made…

Postcard Pretend: Explore

Dear Mom, Let’s pretend this is a postcard. You’ve been very hard to catch on the phone. So let’s resort to some new-school old-school communication techniques. If this was a postcard, it would say,   Dear Mom, Went on a walk with Kate yesterday. Followed a creek and discovered a new trail that’s nice and long….

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…