- the idea that summer is coming
to a close is making me feel
panicky and anxious
like
i haven't done it all yet,
i'm not ready for it to end! - i loved the garden so much
that i made myself
sick
of the friggin' garden.
enough already with the
watering
and the picking
and the watering...
next year, i'm using a hose.
and not planting 60 billion
of EVERYTHING. - i want to go to the trailside cafe
and see dylan menzie...
because seriously...
have you heard him?
(and this one is in my most-favorite-church!) - i had a small panic attack
and thought that EVERYTHING on my
summer bucket list
had to be done by labor day
until someone kindly pointed out to me
that labor day is NOT the first day of fall.
heh.
but still...SO LITTLE TIME...
(there's that panicky feeling again) - maudie may have replaced the muppets
for now as number one in my
desert island movies...
i know that seems like a weird contrast...
but...if you didn't know that i might be a little weird by now
then you may just want to stop reading...heh...
(but....don't really stop reading! i was just kidding!)
i like loud things...
a couple of weekends ago
on the spur of the moment
i went to the truck and tractor pulls
in crapaud.
i saw it on facebook
and thought...hmmm...that sounds loud...
packed up my camera
and bug spray
and went.
AND IT WAS SO FUN.
i only got there for the last hour or so
but got to see the truck pulls...
AND the tractors that go fast...and rev their engine
for a long time before going
making for a huge black cloud of smoke
which i know is probably bad for the
environment
but i can't help how exciting it is...
THEY WERE SO LOUD.
people told me to get ready,
to plug my ears,
you better plug your ears,
you're gonna wanna plug your ears...
and i was like nooooo...i'm fine.
i love noise.
but holy.
they were loud.
(i still couldn't plug my ears anyway...
how would i hold the camera)...
after the excitement of the tractor pulls
i took a drive around Victoria by the Sea...
one of my favorite places...
and stopped at the beach...
and then i went to Deckers dairy bar in
Cornwall for a salted caramel oreo cookie
hard ice cream in a waffle cone
and it was so good
i had to eat it all right away
and could not wait to take photos of it.
sorry.
next time.
:)
friday adventures {part 2 - north rustico & art in motion}
it's funny...
i go for so long and
i don't touch the keyboard,
i don't blog at all...
and then suddenly,
i'm blogging so much that i have to write
SEQUELS.
next there will be cliffhangers.
and season finales.
and fonzie jumping over a row of
flaming motorcycles...
ok...
well..
maybe not
flaming
motorcycles.
or was it a shark?
anyway...
remember that friday i went to cavendish
and took so many photos of
flowers and weeds and church like cottages
that i had to write a second part to
cover the rest of the day...
well...here it is (if you hadn't already guessed)...
i was on my way home...
but ended up in north rustico
don't ask. i don't even know if that's on my way home
but anyway...that's where i ended up...
i was looking for food
but didn't end up eating because the
traffic was stressing me out...
but i did find a chicken...or maybe a hen...
and A BIG PURPLE JELLYFISH
when i came back to town, i went
for a walk on the boardwalk
and on my way home,
noticed there was something going on
at the lefurgey cultural center
so stopped to check it out...
all kinds of artists
set up showing how they create their art...
there were painters of all kinds
and felted wool creatures so cute
and knitted hats and blankets
and adorable stuffed toys...
then i wandered into a tent
where there was a woman
playing the cello
and i ended up staying
for 3 hours...
nathan wiley played next
and i love his songs
but i think it's his
songwriting that draws me in...
he definitely has a way with words.
logan maddix played last
and i always enjoy listening to him
as well...
and even better was that 17
showed up to watch the last show
with me. :) ♥ :)
i love when a day
turns out to be so
unexpectedly-fantastic.
glad i said yes...
when one of my best friends asked
if i wanted to go with her
and another best friend
to charlottetown
to see catherine maclellan
sing songs of her father's, gene maclellan
i said yes.
in all honesty, i am
a little embarrassed to say
that i knew nothing about
gene maclellan...
i mean...other than snowbird...
and put your hand
(and, truthfully, i'm not even sure
that i knew that he wrote that song).
but i am so glad that i went...
her voice is incredibly beautiful and the band
was awesome (i love the sliding guitar thing
and the really big guitar thing...maybe a cello
or a bass or...i really don't know...but i know that
i loved it).
it was the perfect mix of story
and song
sweet & just a little bit sad...
and i especially loved the old photos.
the story of the eye patch,
the references to 100 huntley street...
and the beautiful venue...
along with the amusing & witty company :)
i am so glad i said yes.
oh! and also not to be forgotten...
we ate at cedar's eatery beforehand...
it's been a long time since i have eaten there
although it used to be a once a week excursion
for us in our teenage days.
i had the greek salad
(don't act so shocked...i don't ALWAYS eat chicken fingers)
but really...i had the house salad
because i don't eat olives or feta cheese
but i really really wanted the greek dressing
and they added some chicken
(i think she said from the shwarma's)
and it was sooooo damn good.
i love that place!
there are so many interesting little things to look at
and the big wooden tables,
not to mention the delicious food
and the waitress was sooooo sweet.
seriously. go eat there. :)
and then go see catherine maclellan...
you'll be happy you said yes, too.
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friday adventures {part one - old rainbow valley}
a couple of weeks ago
i got up and nabbed the car
before my 17 year old son
was even rubbing the sleep
out of his eyes
(it's about the only way i get the car now)
i packed it with my camera,
my phone and bullet journals,
my pencil case,
a can of diet coke and a can of bug spray
and a bag of swedish berries.
i ended up at the old rainbow valley site
in cavendish...
now called cavendish grove
but in my heart
it will always be "where rainbow valley used to be"...
the last time i was there
the trails were just babies...
not developed at all...
i wouldn't even call them a trail,
i would have called them a path...
and a small overgrown path at that.
but now...
now there are real trails.
i did a fairly short one
(um...because partway through the 17 year old
woke up and started texting wondering
when the car would be back...haha)
i am in love with these trails.
you can get right down to cavendish beach!
which, to someone as spatially challenged as me
seemed like complete and utter MAGIC
because i cannot put the beach in relation to
old rainbow valley and in my head
i can't make sense of how i WALKED there...and so fast.
don't try to explain to me...
i prefer to believe the trail are magic.
i came across a little building
that looked like it might have been a church
or related to a church at one time...
and dunes & flowers that are probably really weeds
but still so pretty...
there is a little forest of tall, tall trees...
there was an explanation of what the trees were
but i didn't take a photo of it
and now i forget...
but i was glad i followed the path
into this little clearing...
i can't explain why
but it just felt so quiet and peaceful
and the light was so pretty...
and i could not capture it with my camera,
not the way it felt to me.
i am definitely planning to come back here
when i have more time
(and have fortified myself with something
more than swedish berries & diet coke)
to do the longer trail.
i am pretty sure it said 8.5 kms for that one.
when i left here,
i had full intentions of going straight home
but ended up in north rustico
but that's a post for another day...
even you even made it to the end of this long post!
:) :) :)
TO BE CONTINUED...