Monday

A first attempt Week In The Life begins.... I took 38 photos of various pieces of the day.  Of moments.  Of feelings.  Of  routine and ordinary things.  

I finished downloading photos of our holiday and spent a lot of time still in Killarney in my mind while folding the camping laundry.  The 3 parts of a holiday: anticipating, participating, and remembering.  Nice.

Each day starts with coffee in a favourite mug.  Tune in next week to read the story behind the mug!  (and my favourite table cloth :)

And then the day took over, as it often does.
I loved the journaling sheets to help keep track of the day.   I used to do that for my daycare families. I love to write!!  Thanks Ali for the PDF's!!!!

Week in Life Starts Today!!

This is a project I've been anticipating for a while now...slowly gathering materials and ideas of how I would like to tackle it.   I hope to show at least one favourite photo of the day....and why.    I've been thinking about some stories that I would like to write down.  Thoughts that I have when I come across everyday things.  Ordinary routines that have deep roots. 

Sometimes ordinary things are so meaningful.  Time to be thankful!

I want to be honest.   If this week is supposed to be a snapshot of everyday life then I will also have to write about some things that are uncomfortable.  And maybe not.    Let's dwell on the good stuff.

Home From Away

Ray and I are back from a week in Killarney Provincial Park.   Just the two of us.   The boys spent the week in Washington DC on a Serve Project.   It was uneventful(no bears!) yet unforgettable,  hard work yet relaxing, and refreshing on so many levels.  We went to Killarney a couple of years ago for my first wilderness trip, this was my fourth. It doesn't compare to our trip to Wabakimi.   It was so different and in many ways, even better.  

It was good to seek and find  quiet waters, wander through forest glades, climb rugged trails to the top of Silver Peak and the Crack, swim in deep, cool, crystal clear water, watch the sun go down, embers die out, and stars appear.

It was an amazing trip.  Good to be away and just see nothing but Ray and trees.  Everywhere you look trees.   And sky.   And water, crystal clear water.   And magnificent rock out croppings.   A great ledge from which to swim, right in front of our campsite....same spot we sat to catch the wind and watch the sun go down...enough wind to keep the mosquitoes away...and lay out on the still warm granite to watch the stars, even a shooting star.

Heat wave....what heatwave?  It felt like a lovely 25 degrees or so with the constant breeze that never seemed to disappear.   Except the day we hiked Silver Peak...the humidity that day almost did us in, but we made it up and we made it down. And the brisk wind on top of Silver Peak could blow your hat right off.   Everyone arrived at the peak sweat soaked as if having walked through a monsoon but clothes soon dried, baked on the rocks.   We filled up our tummies full of blueberries.  Rested, rehydrated and drank in the grandeur.    Ray and I brought 3 litres of water up with us and had to ration our last 500 ml carefully, drinking our last swigs back at the canoes where we were ready to filter and fill right back up.   

The strangest feeling of the whole trip was catching a glimpse of myself in a mirror in a Tim Horton's in Parry Sound after not having seen myself for a week.  Hmmm...sometimes life gets so busy that I don't catch a glimpse of myself either.   

Best first moment back in the "real" world??  An ice cold Pepsi and fish and chips Hebert's Fisheries Fish and Chips.  

Thought I'd share a couple of my favourite photos :)