When I was young, I used to dream of being a writer. I had all sorts of fairytale-esque story outlines tucked in notebooks all over the place. I remember during my babysitting years, telling two of my charges a bedtime story based on one of these story scraps I had. Inevitably, their parents returned home . . . → Read More: On Writing
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What I would’ve bought today if I had any money at all: Five of these gorgeous photo albums to put all our photos in. Getting them out of my childhood Winnie the Pooh and Mickey Mouse albums and giving us the ability to print more of the backlog of photos stored on our computers. Cool, . . . → Read More: Have/Have Not So yesterday was something, that’s for sure. After that last post, I started looking up all sorts of stuff about the countryside. Then my mind turned towards farming and how cool it would be to have an organic micro-ecofarm. I even asked Dave what he though about it. But like the level-headed half of this . . . → Read More: The Long Slog Whenever I read British magazines like, say, Country Living, I often get overwhelmed with a sense of nostalgia and longing. There is something so different and almost idealized about the British countryside. It seems fuller, richer, more respected, and filled with greater opportunity. Trying to compare the countryside life I see in British books, movies, . . . → Read More: Escape to the Country So yesterday was my last day at work. Stretching before me now is a whole month to figure stuff out. Yesterday was also my friends Ram and Mezan’s respective birthdays. It was a lot of fun to go out for dinner and before we left, Ram was awesome enough to let me borrow his Canon . . . → Read More: Yesterday and Today You know, it is so much easier for me to wake up when I’m not dreading the day. Most weekday mornings I doze till it’s almost too late, finally dragging myself out of bed after hitting snooze for the second or third time. But any morning I know is my own, I wake up naturally . . . → Read More: Mornings (or: Happy Canada Day) |
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