It’s all in your perspective. I love the sunflowers, but in leaning in to take the photo, there were the two munchkins behind the flowers, who couldn’t be missed from the shot. Normally I would have moved the vase to a spot that gave it its best side, but having the boys as a background seemed to be the best side. The grandchildren half way into the third month with us, is not the norm. Store bought flowers used to be the norm, but they aren’t the norm now either. Since Frank retired, he buys the groceries, and when it comes to buying flowers along with them, that only happens if it’s on the list! When I would shop, I’d often slip them in. So what is the norm? Now it’s grandsons, retired husband, working son in law, exhausted but cheerful daughter, happy city daughter visiting once a week, flowers only because our visiting Swiss neighbour Susan brought them over. And just when this seems to be the norm, this too will change. Ergo, norm equals change. Meanwhile, thanks for the flowers, Susan.
Monthly Archives: July 2012
Drift wood woos all ages. There is something about it, having been once alive, yet having another life in this new form, interesting in its lack of foliage, as it once was with it. It seems to make you want to take it home, use it in some way. As Frank says, “it’s always pregnant with possibilities.”.. It brings you the land and the sea. Forest thought this could be his new house, it had windows and doors. Drift to sleep now.
well, we’re home.. to fog, but also to Jen and her family, the dogs, the Swiss neighbours arriving for a month’s stay, so it’s home and it feels like home. Trips always have to end, and there is that shift on the teeter totter, between being in trip mode or home mode. Home has responsibilities waiting, but also, life as you know it. That’s what envelops you so quickly, gets you onto the other side of the teeter totter swiftly.
Travelling today along the North Shore of the St. Lawrence from Quebec to Ste. Simeon, looking out at the tidal river. The view reminded me of the lookout near Wolfville. The closer we are to home, the more it calls me.
We stopped in La Malbaie. Beautiful Quebec art..I must be Quebecoise..the artists use so much colour! toured about…ate outside, a sweet time.
Then we took the ferry over to Riviere-du-Loup on the south shore of the St. Lawrence river…all getting us closer to our own Lawrencetown Beach.
The scenery from the ferry was gorgeous, but our eyes were smarting from staring so hard trying to spot whales. As the ferry was leaving, you could see Belugas in pods in the distance, so were certain we would see them up close. No such thing, but hope is not a lost feeling. Lovely penultimate day of our trip.
Quebec City today..it was 34F and hopping! the end of a week long musical festival. The streets were closed off, the music was happening. Our good luck.
Went to the Old City for dinner, always a favourite spot…
but, wow, was I hot! So not used to this heat. Catch me next week and I’ll be complaining about the fog. What to do? I think the heat is fine if you’re not walking as we were, or if you adapt. Ahh…adapt. That’s the ticket.
Frank and I walked the walk today, enjoying the city of Toronto. Then we enjoyed lunch at Ryan and Tori’s, always wonderful to be even a small slice of their life together. Later it was dinner with Anna, another huge plus of being in Toronto. The ties binding us to all can’t be slipped off with distance, or with all the perspiration we were drenched in today!. It can really sizzle in this town…