Stratford

On Sunday, my three good friends from church headed to Stratford for a play and dinner, to see Christopher Plummer in Shakespeare's The Tempest. We were well rewarded, and I still thrill to think of the stunning performance he gave. The props and characters were incredible, but he overshadowed them all, while giving credence to their value at the same time. What a powerful stage presence, and a true icon.




Here is Christopher Plummer, I swear- the photo didn't turn out but I guess you'll have to go see it for yourself:)

The lovely restaurant where we ate- it was perfect, and my favourite colour scheme too. (I'm totally trying to channel Tartelette with this photo!) :)

Delicious black cod with Japanese eggplant tempura and rice in yuzu ponzi (or something close to that).

It was a truly incredible early birthday- thanks, girls! I'm so glad I spent it with you!

xo

Family

I thought I'd post some photos of my trip to visit my family first, and Stratford after.

I love my goofy brothers. It's blurry, but they're always moving about so it's hard to capture them:)

My brothers and Dad and I hiked up Blueberry Mountain, part of a property that is now connected with the local conservation authority. It was a gorgeous hike, and I'd love to see it again in the fall.

This is my longtime friend Jenny, whose kids I babysat since they were infants. We enjoyed a great time of catching up, beside her pool:)

On Canada Day, my little sister and I walked into town to meet the family at the ball park, where the fireworks were going on. They have quite a good display for a small town, and I was glad to go, although if my sibs weren't working, I would have liked to take them to Parliament Hill that day, since I don't know when I'll get a chance to do that again.

This is a creature my brother invented, and I just love it, so had to snap some photos of it. Clever, eh?

That's my weekend, in photo format:)

And now I wait

It seems to be a constant theme in my life, as I'm sure it is for many. Things start happening, and I feel like life is "getting going" again, then it slows to a standstill as I must exert some measure of will not to get too impatient.

Know what I mean?

I'm all for anticipation, but sometimes, it's difficult to wait for answers to manifest themselves. I'm not saying that life should be lived passively, expecting events and people to roll along into your existence, but at some point, even living in an active sense doesn't make solutions arrive any more quickly. For a generation where instant gratification is normal, this doesn't make sense.

They say that if something is good, it will be worth the wait. But what happens when you're not sure it's worth it?

I know I'm being really vague and could be talking about any number of things, and maybe I am...but mainly about the whole education situation, as well as reevaluating friendships and human relations in general.

It's funny, really, to start off the week with such a pensive post, because I've really had a splendid weekend, beginning with a much more relaxed trip home, and ending with a magnificent performance in Stratford of The Tempest, featuring Christopher Plummer, and a lovely dinner afterward with my three gal pals. What a great way to celebrate my birthday early:)

So...now I'm feeling convicted- the last thing I want to be is ungrateful, because I have so much- wealthy in relationships, in possessions, in mobility, in access to untold services. It's a challenge to find the balance between recognizing I am blessed but not entitled, you know?

I will post photos soon of the weekend, so I guess in the meantime you must wait...like I'm doing... :)

Later!

xo

p.s. A very happy birthday to my friend Melissa today!!!

The weekend before last, I visited my former roommate, Jenny. We hiked to some nearby falls, and enjoyed magnificent views and some great conversation.

That evening, we went back to Jenny's and made a splendid meal of asparagus, roast potatoes and sweet potatoes, and scallops- it was delicious. We haven't had a visit just the two of us for a long time, so it was great to catch up and have that time together.

Liz and I at her birthday dinner- none of the pictures turned out that well because it was dim lighting, but I enjoyed our time together and I think she had a good birthday, even though we couldn't celebrate the day of.

I guess I haven't much to say today- just doing the usual; work, soccer, more work, hanging out with friends, the occasional movie.

Tonight I hope to check out an act that's part of the Fringe Festival with a friend of mine, and this coming weekend I'm going to visit the fam. Good times!

xo

Sur le dos d'un papillon...

...roule roule roule...something-something...I really wish I knew the words to that song. It's one of the songs we sing at the preschool centre, and I don't really know the words but have to pretend sometimes. It's great being bested by a 3-year-old when they're belting out the words to the song you're supposed to know! Good times.

I guess I haven't posted in a while, and it's been even longer since I posted any photos, so I'll see what I can come up with.

This week was Liz's birthday, and we are hopefully going out for supper tonight to celebrate. She's been on night shifts for so many days, including over her birthday, so I haven't been able to properly fête her, which is unacceptable for her 25th! :) Bonne fête, ma belle!!!! If you're reading this.

This photo is from our trip to Niagara Falls with Ruth- I've used it before but it's a good one, even if she looks somewhat saintly, it's an illusion, I assure you! heheh.

There's not too much going on to talk about, I suppose. I've been attending a few shows of local musicians, which I have loved so far. I'm hoping to attend another one of this series on Thursday. One of them was pretty outside the box but fascinating, and I'm glad I went. Another was in a yoga studio- you would have enjoyed it, Haji ;) - and the one on Thursday is at the museum.

It makes me so happy to be getting my fill of culture, to feed my creative side, and grow my artistic sensibilities. (That may be a French word, I can't be sure if I've anglicized that one. Anyways.) All this time, living here, I've been hoping to be a part of this type of community, and though I still feel quite a bit on the fringes, I'm contenting with myself with where things are going. If anything, these friends are giving me a deeper appreciation for my planet, for my community, and, by extension, for who I am and who I can be. That may sound hoky to some, but it really defines where I'm at, I think. At a time when I feel somewhat listless or indecisive (just when I thought I'd conquered that swindly characteristic), it's nice to feel welcome, good to engage with others whose thoughts are simply brilliant or inspiring.

Now you're sorry you stopped by, aren't you...always rambling in this blog!

One more thought before I go- how incredible is it to witness people being their full selves, for lack of a better word? To get to look on as they engage in some activity that makes them so alive. I felt this on Friday at the show, and although it wasn't any kind of religious gathering, I felt so strongly that God was enjoying it, that he was pleased by these people using their talents to the full. I don't know if you've ever experienced that, but it really made me think about how God delights in those he has created when they, in turn, create. Incredible.

Okay, for real I will go now! Haha! You're welcome!

I'm hoping to post some more poems...please comment! I don't really show them much to people and really appreciate any feedback. Even if it's negative! :)

Chat soon.

Ho hum

Today, I feel a looming sense of agitation. I wish I could say why.

In the last couple of days, I have been working through a couple of things that really amount to a bit of stupidity on my part, and having to realize you've been acting pretty silly is not a pleasant experience for anyone, I would think. Ah well, these things are necessary, are they not?

To truly appreciate life and what it brings, you need to have a clear head and be able to discern and sort through the barrage of images and ideas we're wading through every day, and since my head is in the clouds a good part of the time, this can present a challenge; mainly, in the form of needing to give my head a shake from time to time.

I guess what I am realizing is that if I'm left alone for too long I go a little batty...heheh. I swear I'm going to end up as the eccentric aunt figure at every social function, who is a little bit off! Aahhh, I can see it all now, nooo! Maybe there's some way to evade the inevitable. I'll keep you posted:)

I won't bore you any further with my asinine observations! haha!

Another poem

I've been thinking of posting a poem here from time to time.

Here's one I wrote on April 21st, after attending a poetry reading with my cousin:

In lassitude, I'm worn
Frayed like so much tattered thread
As fragmented, enmeshed as a mass of yo-yo strings,
Separated from their shifty hubs

I'm beckoned, yet I resist the pull,
So strong it is, as the original course of a river
Must violently call her sister back to her mother-bed
Here roars such certainty

Pillowed in moss, festooned in stringy garlands,
Some forest king's best captive, willing, crustily unsavoury
Last week's rank argumetns unshed from heavy pockets
A silvered moon hangs, silently, aware.

...it's just a draft, but feel free to let me know what you think of it.

Enjoy your week!