ADVENTURE!: Point Aconi, CB

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Happy New Year, buddies!

I guess this is where I reflect on the ups and downs of 2016 to glean a greater insight into my future. Followed by resolutions to do yoga every day and replace my rum with kale juice or some shit. Meh.

These are some pictures CB and I took out at Point Aconi, about an hour away from here. It was a superlatively nice day and it would have been a shame to let it end without a bit of good old fashioned adventuring. There is supposed to be wicked cool fossils all up in them craggy cliffs but I wasn’t about to go clamouring around on sheer cliff faces covered in rotting seaweed for a peek at an old trilobites stoney old butthole or something. If they even have butts. I’ll never know. There’s a million and one great secret places to fossil hunt in Cape Breton and I mean to check out every damn one of them.

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By the time I had finished farting around on the internet googling a good place for our expedition we only had a couple hours daylight left. So it narrowed down the search to somewhere relatively close. Point Aconi is supposed to have great rocks and nice fossils, nice walking trails and a good beach. Being as it’s January the beach part wasn’t a significant draw for me right now but it is noted for future adventures.

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Snacks were packed (cheese strings and graham crackers, solid adventuring fuel) and we got on the road. It was a beautiful drive, one that I’d like to make again in the summer. Along the same way are a couple of strawberry U-Picks and a really outstanding bakery/antique market that was closed for the season. When we were there in the summer I bought an caviar spoon someone had made out of a seashell and some kind of horn or antler, its lovely. For all my fancy time caviar eating.

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This is the view from where I parked the Buick haphazardly on the side of a cliff.

SOLID WISDOM: Always park your car in the most dangerous way possible. Sometimes if you tempt fate too much it lets you be, because there’s no thrill for it in something so obvious.

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This is.. some kind of.. platform.. that was left here by a videogame designer who was going for a seaside apocalypse feel. I can only assume. I peed on it anyway, so it’s mine now. WHAT!? I was too busy packing snacks to remember to go before I left the house and an hour is the best I get out of an empty bladder these days anyway.

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Look, it really looks like a scene from Fallout 4. For real. Cape Breton would be a great landscape to copy for a Myst-style game. Remember Myst? What a frustrating game. My mom used to play it an keep a notebook beside her to keep track of all the cryptic fucking messages and codes you needed to move through to what Im sure was a very disappointing ending that answered none of our questions. It was the LOST of videogames. MYYYYYST *Shakes fist*

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Oh here’s a cliff face that looks full of tasty fossils. Looks easy to get to. Was not. Covered in heaps of slippery seaweed, perfect for murdering bold adventurers and claiming their snacks for the cold dark ocean. Im sure theres some cool fossils in there though. Just look at it. Pulsing with antiquity. Lusty with precambrian sedimentary rock formations. I just want to see one fossil! Damn it!

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It was very clear and we had a nice view from the point overlooking some snowy hills across the way.

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Looks like some nice walking trails here, but it was getting dark too quickly for us to meander down one of them. Next time!

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Laaaandscapes.

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A new fangled lighthouse robot. Not as impressive as the old school kind.

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The base for the old lighthouse. We stomped around on it.

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Little baby bit of Point Aconi left way out by itself in the ocean. Poor thing.

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Power plant, chugging away. Making it’s own cloud.

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Nice patch of ice to stand precariously on to look down the 912801291 foot sheer drop off onto the rocky shore below. No thanks.

 

 

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The End!

 

Donk the Honks with Bonks of Honky, Honky-Honky Honk Honk-Honk, Honk-Honk, Honk, Honk

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It was my favourite kind of winter day out. When the air is just cold enough for a light bit of snow, blanketing the trees and making the air so still and quiet. There was supposed to be a snow storm today, or as CB’s Nan would put it, we were supposed to “get some dirt.” The snow is starting up now, but this afternoon all we saw was some dainty snowflakes flitting about. The weather so mild I wandered around in my t-shirt to take some pictures.

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The house looked very cute when I went trudging out to throw some food out for the fox so I came back out again with the camera.

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Checked in on the old cast iron tub out back of Joan’s house. It was tempting to crawl into that big fluffy pile of snow. It hasn’t felt like Christmas to me yet, but it did this afternoon taking pictures, everything all red, white and green.

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Last of the lonely golden apples gathering snow on the tree.

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One of my favourite things to see every day when I come home from work, CB’s wood pile. Makes me feel warm just looking at it.

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Little pink birdhouse on the birch tree. No birdies inside.

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Schweep Schweep

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Some old bricks and CB’s neglected hammer

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An old bottle and my neglected apples

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Angelica dries out into these lovely starry wands that would be nice in a christmas tree if you spray painted them silver or gold.

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Old fireplace grills leaning up against the back of Joan’s house.

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Merry Christmas !

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Ive spent most of the afternoon writing blogs and eating strange snacks. It feels nice to indulge in 2 of my favourite hobbies. Snacks & blogs. Slaps & bongs. Baps & snogs. In a few minutes Ill get up and feed Sweetpea, who has finished napping and is now staring at me very intensely from the couch across the room. Trying to will me out of this recliner with the pure devastating force of her doggy mind. Then we will go for a walk, and she will get to pee on flowers, which always puts her in a very good mood. Its very grey, foggy and a bit rainy out but its nice and warm. Despite that I have a fire on because its nice. Its probably about 30 degrees in here, but whatever! I love combusting trees!

ANYWAY. Early this afternoon I wandered around the house taking pictures of random things. I havent done that in forever. So I thought Id put the pictures up, even though they are pretty boring, its a nice little time capsule of October 2016.

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Nothing feels more like home to me then a pineapple slowly rotting away on a windowsill. Its been a decorative feature of nearly every place we have lived. I like to imagine they are staring wistfully out onto the cold day outside and remembering the tropical island they were plucked from. Thinking about their mom pineapple, and the pina colada they will never become. Sorry pineapples, its your fault for being so delicious.

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These are my fancy wines I bought for cooking. And drinking apparently. Mostly drinking *burp*

Just wanted to show them off so you know factually what a fancy bitch I am. I shouldnt drink wine because it gives me The Sads and makes me cry over cereal commercials. But c’est le vie. J’ai soif. Wuh huh huh… (thats French for laughter, like the cook in The Little Mermaid, you know?)

GREEN THUMB ALERT! That plant there is called a goldfish plant or a dolphin plant or something. Whatever, its pretty cool looking and pretty happy on the kitchen windowsill. I shared a bit of wine with it so its drunk now and growing all over the fucking place.

Beside it is my nans old kitchen timer, one of my most precious objects, and a glass full of ivy seedlings. I have 5 ivy plants now. Does anyone want an ivy ??

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I dont know why I am so fascinated with documenting the inside of my fridge but I am, so there. Here we have all the food groups represented, sweet potatoes, eggs, mayonnaise. I keep my green onions in a jar of water because that way they last 2 weeks instead of 2 days. 79cents a bunch is no joke people, Im not messing around, having those suckers get all dry on me. I save the root and plant it in the pot with my ivy plant, so then I have ivy and green onions shooting up all over and it makes no visual sense but is handy. We stretch 79 cents in this house, damn it!

There’s my soup stock that I should be making into onion soup right now, but I became lazy after wine. Oh and I made cranberry juice by boiling cranberries in sugary water. Its good. The door: 1/2 a lime, yeast, 389719723 jars of half eaten jam, 3 kinds of hot sauce, and donair sauce for squirting on pizza.

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Holy Mackerel! Photo by Paddy Barry,  hanging in a place of sunny yellow prestige.

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This salty old chap reflecting the windows in the kitchen.

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Upstairs this guy is hanging over the terrrlitt in our Salle Du Bain, its a dad running upstairs in the night to pee. CB says he had like a family trailing behind him at one point but they are all gone now. LOL. This wine is making me so fucking morose lololol.

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Ummmm.. I took this while peeing, because the light was hitting that old pitcher nicely. Sorry.. Probably shouldnt have typed that. Oh well, too late now, absolutely nothing I can do. Once something is typed on the internet it can never be backspaced.

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This owl is cute.

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This is a pink verigated I saved from a clearance rack in walmart. Who puts a living thing on a clearance rack! Sick, people. Sick. Shes doing hella good up in the bathroom.

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This is a wall in our bedroom. Those are postcards from our friends, some antlers CB’s poppy had mounted, and a ton of old books. Closet doors are too expensive so this was my solution, to hang curtains. Eat your heart out, Martha Stewart.

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Pineapple lights, light up my life…

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This is a lamp that needs a shade, but Im holding out for a funky one, in front of a painting of the one eyed kitten I did in highschool, and a postcard I wrote to my Gram in NZ and never sent. Sorry Gram. Also my strawberry angel man, strumming the tune of my heart.

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This is the small bathroom downstairs. Its super, super blue. I love it.

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Some old javex bottles we found in the forest, and treasures from our travels. Shells and coins mostly.

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This mirror is amazing. That is all.

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This is a… tree? Made out of mussel shells that CB’s Nan Marie bought for me as a present. I think its so beautiful, and I love how it reflects the light in the bathroom.

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Last picture. Living room window looking out at one of the bigger apple trees, my dried hydrangeas and an aloe plant I got because I burn myself so often at work.

Okay thats all the nonsense I have time for today. Gonna go walk Sweetpea before she just packs up and leaves. See ya!

Really Quite Paradise

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Hey! Im back! Havent been very bloggy this summer, but as wordpress reminded me a bit ago, its been almost 10 years of me writing dumb crap on the internet so I’m able to forgive myself for the odd temporary absence. Absence makes ones farts grow fonder anyway. However, I know that the internet demands sacrifices in the form of pictures of dogs and flowers in order for the Web Gods to continue smiling upon us so I will suck it up and do my part.

So here is a dog:

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Here are some flowers:

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Here is a dog with flowers:

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That would be Sweetpea, a big beautiful wild rose, an ant crawling on a peony for some unknown purpose, and finally Sweetpea again. She is posing artistically with Foxgloves and looking a bit nervous about a spider.

Im sorry if these pictures have been blogged about before, I had them uploaded in old drafts and I cant be bothered to check up and see if Ive ever actually shown them to you before.

I may as well post the rest of the pictures from the old drafts, they sum up our summer in Gabarus pretty nicely!

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This summer I finally got my motorcycle licence! This was taken on our first ride together to the beach, which has been a one of our shared life goals for ages now. Romance! I took a two day course, and flipped the bike twice, but got right back on. By the end of the two days I could barely move my legs and my knees were held together mostly with Band-Aids but I was very proud of myself. Mine is the old BMW and its so sexy and her name is Zerhilde. It means warrior goddess in German, whatever…

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I spent almost every day after work this summer swimming in the ocean. It was absolutely, balls-clenchingly cold, but it felt so fresh and nice. A couple of nights a seal swam with me, but pretty far away. It was still magical as fuck.

This summer we ate some amazing meals together. Lobster, mackerel and cod fish suppers at the churches and community galls around the area.  A sushi place opened up here and made me so happy. I crave me some fish eggs and eel on rice so bad. We also cooked a lot of nice meals for each other, lovely big leisurely breakfast, lots of curries, Chinese pork dumplings & salty cucumber, thai dishes, etc.

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Midnight ice cream snacks in bed..

Gorged on fresh strawberries and blueberries.

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I made an absolute buttload of blueberry jam and experimented with making rose sugar and angelica liqueurs.

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We took a week and drove to Newfoundland to make desserts at an amazing Food Festival there called Roots, Rants & Roars which I should probably do a post about.CB got a rep at the event for being the worlds most patient cook, spending hours standing slowly stirring scrunchions so they didnt burn and frying 700 doughnuts. We made blueberry doughnuts, screech n’ scrunchion doughnuts, and apple fritters with apples from our apple trees.

We got to see some of our old friends from Fogo which was so nice. I miss my Fogo people every day. We got to have a couple of meals with Murray & Judy, and buy a some of Paddy Barry’s photographs which are now on our wall.

We cooked beside Duff Goldman. We had breakfast with CB’s food-crush Zane Caplansky and his super cool wife Willa.

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We ate this!

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I made this cool cake! Most proud of this one.

I chopped off my hair. Buzzed one side and dyed it purple.

We went for numerous long drives and talked about life and the world and everything in it.

We went for hikes through the woods, taking pictures of mushrooms and frogs.

Hung out with Sweetpea, who is quite possibly The Best.

Oh yeah, and we started a business! More on that to come…

Anyway Im tired and this is so many pictures so, so long for now!

Wild Berry Princess

Good evening, CHUMPS!

I kid, you’re not chumps. You’re ok in my book, pals! You’re a squirt of A1 sauce on the medium rare steak of my life! Im pretty tired… and we had steak for dinner, so.. topical..

uHMmmm.. so yeah. Stuff.. Yeah.. Well, Ive been taking the dog for lots of walks. Sometimes on these walks I see cool things and stop to take mostly-blurry pictures of them with my phone while Sweet Pea impatiently stomps her feed beside me and/or pees on the thing Im trying to photograph…

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No pee on these! Just rainy dew drops! Some pretty little wild strawberries. They were so brightly coloured that my phone had a hard time registering the berry.

WILD BERRY!! *guitar solo*

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So. Cute. AND delicious. Sweet and sour, like a tiny little strawberry punch in the tongue. Sweet Peas favourite food is, well, dog food, but her second favourite food is strawberries. When I buy them she is allowed one special perfect berry, which she covets. Its not that Im greedy and dont want to share, its just that more than one and she gets Surprise Strawberry Squirts in the hallway. SO, when we found strawberries just laying on the ground her little doggy mind was blown.

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Look at these nice irises. These are wild Irises called Blue Flags, and they grow all over the East Coast. They are complex and brightly coloured and seem like they are dressed way too fancy for the dinner party with the rest of the weeds.

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Lupins in the warm glow of a sunset is my preferred view of life. If I could just paste this picture to the inside of my eyelids and see it whenever I blinked.

OH I FORGOT TO TELL YOU. Last week, I was walking by the pond here, by these lupins but on the other side, and there was a loon swimming around. And then, a bald eagle took off from the shore beside it, sailed over the loon, over me, and to the ocean. It was the most majestic thing I have ever witnessed.

+5 Majesty Points

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Sometimes instead of turning left out of our driveway for our walk, Sweet Pea go CRAZY and turn right to walk down to the little beach. One time Sweet Pea pooped on the beach and I picked it up into the biodegradable doggy poop bags I bought. But holding a bag of hot poop was hampering my artistic style while trying to take inspiring shots of the ocean, so I chucked it into said ocean. I was like.. its biodegradable, it will just disintegrate, its not really littering. But then it just bobbed around there on the surface of the water. It was just me, and Sweet Pea, and an accusatory bag of poop alone on the beach at sunset. And I felt like the worst human garbage. My 7 year old self, who was a member of the Environment Team anti-littering squad at my elementary school, was shocked and appalled. Wow, that feels good to get off my chest. Why is my 7 year old self being so judgemental anyway, I know what she did with all those boogers when she thought no one was looking. YOU’RE NOT BETTER THAN ME, INNOCENT CHILD SELF!

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Anyway, check this out. Kinda pleasent, no? Very pretty. Much nice. Totally worth ruining the ocean for.

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This is Sweet Pea refusing to smile for the camera. She is the worst model.

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So it’s Canada Day long weekend! Usually that means nothing to me because we always just work. Work work. Work. But not so much work now! Well, we worked, but AFTER work we had enough chutzpah left to drive out to the beach in the dark of night and light off some fireworks!! My budget was $50, which got me 6 fireworks. One was called Purple Passion and had kisses all over the dynamite tube. We planted them in the sand and one at a time fired them off into one, giant flowering explosion. It lasted about 45 seconds, but it was a wonderful 45 seconds. Sometimes thats all you need, is just a few minutes in a week to do the one thing you want to do. It was beautiful. Then we drove home and I made midnight chili cheese hotdogs. YEEEAHHH!

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I take it back, she is a *Super Model*

Joony Blumes

 

Hi there ho there

Maybe I need to change the reason behind this blog. It has existed primarily so that my family can see what Im up to while Im busy working. So that my mom knows that Im alive, mostly. But now, I am not working so much, and I have the ridiculous luxury of being able to call my Darling Fam every damn day if I want. And by dandy, I DO! Now that means they already know all the junk Im doing. Which means, I have no blog material! EEE!

It will have to go back to being a selfish blog again I suppose, just serving as record for myself. I like looking back through time to a random date and seeing where in the world we were and what we were eating there.

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Its been foggy butt-shit weather out for the last week or so, providing us with copious amounts of wet laundry but zero pretty sunshine pictures. One day last week after work Sweet Pea and I took a walk through the woods and I took some pictures of weeds for fun.

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Can’t leave home without my trusty coyote-smashing stick! SMASH MASH!

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All kinds of creepy pale horror-movie Swamp Thing looking ferns coming up in the bog. Looks like something a dinosaur would munch on or something.

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Scary but Beautiful looking pitcher plant gargling some swamp sweat, waiting for dinner.

Just through the patch of forest you come out onto the barrens. This is a flat, loamy area with some short shrubbery and whatnot. Lots of interesting plants growing here. Juniper, spruce, labrador tea, caribou moss, lily-of-the-valley, blueberries in blossom. And those little fluffball looking flowers. Cute.

I was having a fine time crawling around in the mud taking pictures while SweetPea zoomed all around me panting like a maniac. Then I heard this strange sound, like a cellphone vibrating. “Thats odd,” I said aloud to nobody but a blueberry bush. “…” said the bush back. I took another couple of pictures before the odd sound turned into this low rumbling moan and then I was like.. uhhmmmm… well, its not a bear, or a moose, or a wolf or coyote or some kind of poisonous reptile or murder turtle so Im not very worried. But thought maybe I should head back just in case. I hollered at Sweet Pea to come on now, and she jingled over to me and we headed back to the yard. The sound following us all the way, and my heart was racing, as I got ready to use my coyote smasher on this invisible menace!

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Safe back at home. I took this picture of a flowering tree in front of Joan’s house that looked kinda nice. Later when CB got home from the diner I told him about the weird sound. He said right away that it must have been a bobcat! Cool. Later on that night Sweet Pea had the cat, Chrissy, trapped under the layzboy and you know what.. that cat made the exact same sound! Only smaller. Totally rad.

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Sweet Pea and me having tea on the front porch waiting for CB to get home. After our walk in the woods Sweet Pea still had too much energy and ran away on me. I tracked her down in the car, kidnapped her off the street and drove her down to Gull Cove Road. There I opened up the door and kicked her out. I drove to the end of the road with her racing after me. The old girl went about 30km/hr the whole way! Good way to tire her out some.

Forget-me-nots and narcissus flowering in the garden. Those narcissus are over 60 years old.

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Picked some flowers for the table.

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Nan made fish cakes for dinner. On toasty bread with chow and a cuppa tea. So niiiiicccceeeee…

Alright thats enough for now, time for sleeping.

G’night Kara From The Future, hope everythings going well and you didnt peak eating fishcakes and picking tulips xoxoxox

Darling Buds of May

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Hi buddies!

Its been so so long since Ive written a blog. Usually that means Ive been working too much or depressed (or both!), but not this time, by golly. I’ve just been busy doing good stuff. Life stuff, house stuff, dog stuff, family stuff, love stuff, nature stuff, food stuff, that kind of stuff. Adult stuff!

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We have gotten a lot of Shit Done in the last couple of weeks and it feels good. We sorted out things like insurance and licences for various things, registering vehicles and getting health card crap. We saved up and bought ourselves a washing machine so I don’t have to spend my evenings fastidiously spot washing buttercream stains off my work shirts and re-wearing my socks until their are stiff as dicks. We also bought a very small counter top dishwasher, because that is an area of adulthood that we routinely fail at. We both just hate dishes so much and it often is a point of contention. So now we sleep in a bed that isn’t just a mattress on the floor, we have a $20 robot who vacuums our house for us, a little machine that magically cleans our clothes and dishes AND clean water AND heat all in the same place at the same time. It feels nice..

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3 months ago I started a blog with some Life Goals which I never finished.. so not really off to a rip rollicking start there. But here it is:

I have been mad craving Russian food for some reason so I was really into the idea of making the Russian salad Herring in a Fur Coat. The picadillo vainica is a South American dish of ground beef and green beans that was delicious and will definitely be something we make often. I made pork fried rice for dinner one night that was such good junk food. That butternut squash pasta recipe I have been dreaming about was pretty meh. The Sup Mang Tay is a delicious Thai soup with French influence that was so lovely for lunch. And we had lobster for mothers day with Marie which was such a great day.

Ive been walking most every day with Sweet Pea after dinner. Its so nice to spend an hour outside while the suns going down, listening to the robins and frogs chirping their spring time love songs. The heavy perfume smell of trees and flower coming into bloom. Even picking up the dogs poop is nice because at least it wasn’t in the house!

 

 

Ive definitely mastered French macarons, having made a thousand or two since I wrote that, and I am learning how to do fondant cakes and loving it. Work has been a bit rougher than Id like lately and I was thinking of quitting. But I sucked it up and had a good long talk with the boss lady about what I need and what we need to do better on, which I always find so hard to do. It went well, so I think things should sort themselves out. We will see.

CB dyed my hair magenta, turquoise, blue and purple. It was pretty rad.

And my garden is started!

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They are big enough to transplant, just waiting for the morning frost to pass before I get these babies into the ground! My nasturtiums are looking hardy so they have already made the move to a pot outside. Actually I think its an old metal water or milking bucket or something.

I have been spending 100% more time outside than I have in the last couple of years. CB and I come home after work and play with Sweet Pea out in the yard and then lay down and have a little nap on the mossy lawn. The black flies are out now though, so its hard to lay peacefully on the grass without having to blow blackflies back out of your nose every 10 seconds.

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So far we have a few plants coming up outside, but mostly just beautiful daffodils which apparently the smell of which work Sweet Pea up into a psychotic frenzy with a thirst for human blood. Ah, Spring Time.

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OK because of our slow ass internet this blog has taken about an hour and a half to write, so long past my Attention Span’s point of no return. I leave you with this poem about daffodils, because I hate you.

Lolz kidding. You’re alright.

Love, Kara

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils
– Wordsworth