Thank you to Jim and Grace Johnston for continuing a tradition, working hard, and making liquid gold (not to mention creating one of my bestest friends, Jennie Johnston):)
Friday, June 15, 2012
This Moment...
Normally, Friday's 'This Moment' doesn't include any words... And truthfully, there are few words that can express my gratitude and happiness upon getting this little parcel in the mail.
Thank you to Jim and Grace Johnston for continuing a tradition, working hard, and making liquid gold (not to mention creating one of my bestest friends, Jennie Johnston):)
Thank you to Jim and Grace Johnston for continuing a tradition, working hard, and making liquid gold (not to mention creating one of my bestest friends, Jennie Johnston):)
Monday, June 11, 2012
Saturday, June 9, 2012
A Saturday Song...
If you've got a song stuck in your head these days.. let us know or leave a link in the comments... anybody?
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
So Sorry..
Oh the stories, pictures, recipes, crafts and random things I have to share. Bread making, Cob oven building, hand stitching, wedding pillow creating, and ohhhh the spinach.. to name a few. Frustratingly, my health has been lacking these past 9 weeks and progress can only be represented by a wee snail, in no hurry for health. It would make for a great artsy film but not for a busy spring.
These lungs of mine have never been a happy couple. They're fussy and don't like to keep certain company. When I was 12, I took a non-stop drive with a boarding school friend of mine and her parents to Florida. I think the trip was about 24 hours from Montreal to Miami. My dear friend's father smoked a pipe the whole time and never once cracked the window.. That trip was a turning point in my life, from then on I was intolerant of most animals and suffered routinely at the hands of the changing of the seasons and various other airborne things. Of course, as a teenager I wasn't havin' it. Rebelling against the puffers and pills, I began smoking cigarettes (though in my defense it was Quebec in the 90's, where a 'just barely' teenager could buy her cigarettes for 10 cents each at the corner store).
Cats became my Kriptonite. They have sent me to the hospital struggling to breathe more times than I wish to remember. But I left all that behind when I moved to British Columbia. The nice damp air and warmer winters helped immensely. But spring... is a different story.
This Spring in particular has been especially vicious.
Did you know that you can cough so long and hard that you can crack your ribs? I do.. lol (can't really laugh out loud though..owe..:))
I could go into so many reasons why I think I have a sensitive system and things one can do to help the situation, but I can see no reason why anyone would find that remotely interesting..
All this to say, I have lots coming, bare with, stay tuned and if you can breathe well, enjoy it.
This song is dedicated to my lungs:
These lungs of mine have never been a happy couple. They're fussy and don't like to keep certain company. When I was 12, I took a non-stop drive with a boarding school friend of mine and her parents to Florida. I think the trip was about 24 hours from Montreal to Miami. My dear friend's father smoked a pipe the whole time and never once cracked the window.. That trip was a turning point in my life, from then on I was intolerant of most animals and suffered routinely at the hands of the changing of the seasons and various other airborne things. Of course, as a teenager I wasn't havin' it. Rebelling against the puffers and pills, I began smoking cigarettes (though in my defense it was Quebec in the 90's, where a 'just barely' teenager could buy her cigarettes for 10 cents each at the corner store).
Cats became my Kriptonite. They have sent me to the hospital struggling to breathe more times than I wish to remember. But I left all that behind when I moved to British Columbia. The nice damp air and warmer winters helped immensely. But spring... is a different story.
This Spring in particular has been especially vicious.
Did you know that you can cough so long and hard that you can crack your ribs? I do.. lol (can't really laugh out loud though..owe..:))
I could go into so many reasons why I think I have a sensitive system and things one can do to help the situation, but I can see no reason why anyone would find that remotely interesting..
All this to say, I have lots coming, bare with, stay tuned and if you can breathe well, enjoy it.
This song is dedicated to my lungs:
And this song is dedicated to my ribs:
Friday, May 18, 2012
A Saturday Song..
ok. This song makes me laugh soooo hard.. lol.. if you have ever been to a whole foods or a whole foods parking lot for that matter, you will laugh along with me. For a good time call David Wittman..;)
So, if you have a Whole Foods story you would like to share, proceed to the comments and share away.
So, if you have a Whole Foods story you would like to share, proceed to the comments and share away.
This Moment...
Inspired by Soulemama..
{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.
If you have a moment from this week you want to share, tell me about it or leave a link in the comments.. Have a great weekend. xo
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Today's Bounty..
I thought I would share the gifts of our garden this morning. I will soon be writing about said garden and the steep learning curve that comes with it but I am taking this bounty and my two children and running off to finish building the cob oven a group of us started last weekend (which I will also be writing about soon :)).
Hoping your day is filled with good work and blessings. xo
Hoping your day is filled with good work and blessings. xo
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