Last Night, I Dreamed
Of visiting a friend and her many children and being shown her new born baby girl. (She does not have kids as of yet)
Of being at work and going to do a sale at a house. I knock on the door and a giant animal answers the door. A skunk, or a badger, or some such .. I am not sure which species, but something furry and black and white. He invites me in for tea and I try to sell him free-range beef. He strokes my hair like a creepy old man and I find myself feeling uncomfortable. Then he hands me a bouquet of scotch thistle with a large bee buzzing on it (my mother’s side are Fergusons, guess what’s on our clan badge)
Climbing and camping in very, very tall and massive conifers. A favourite recurring dream of mine.
More substantial posts to come guys.
Post Cards from Misty Acres
Now that the snow has melted (and the streams and rivers rising!) Mom has sent me some nice photos from back at the farm.
Random things that have been on my mind
I need to work with my casting collection more. I require clients. I have been considering offering to do a few castings at the Wild Geek Hang. I’ve never done long distance castings before, that should be interesting.
I have also been looking for an additional piece, something to represent kids, children, childhood, the inner child etc … maybe a brightly colored bead?
I am also interested in trying casting into a wooden bowl and reading from the top down. But since I have a new cloth I am still working with, this will have to wait.
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There are creeps and then there are creeps.
There are men who aren’t skilled socially, the kind of guys you have to draw firm and obvious boundaries with. Sometimes you gotta say “no” loud and clear. Usually they don’t mean harm, they are just either clueless or the kind of guys who push their luck.
I understand *intellectually* that many women find men who are “social retards” to be creepy. But honestly, I don’t get it. Is it that they can’t defend their own boundaries; can they not say “no”? Do they not know how to shield? Do they… Continue reading
Parlez Vous Français? (Part One)
(I’ll stop posting about politics and social studies soon … for a while anyways. This blog reflects the things on my mind and I guess that is what is on my mind. Also, please don’t kill me.)
It’s a funny thing, being a country this big, the second largest in the world land-wise. Being this big means that sometimes the west coast doesn’t know what the east coast is up to and the south almost forgets there’s more to the north than ice, snow and oil.
There is a Canuck tradition to do the Great Canadian Road Trip at least once in your life, traveling from one end of this gigantic country to the other. A trip that can last two weeks or two months depending on how much of a hurry you are in and which route you take. Even still, there’s only so much culture you can soak up staying in Moose Jaw … or Medicine Hat, or Thunder Bay … for a day or two before moving on. It takes a while to get to know a place and its people.
It’s a big country, a young country, still being colonized you might say.… Continue reading
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