honeybees

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there’s a lot of buying going on.  i’m going to try and be more mindful of my purchases.  why am i buying this? in doing so, i’m going to record everything i buy right here, in this blog.  just to keep track and stay accountable.

today i bought: small black coffee, jar of natural peanut butter, loaf of multigrain dark rye bread, deodorant

tomorrow i’ll make my own coffee at my desk.

text o’ the day

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“If you haven’t already noticed, I just wanted to direct your attention to the mullet sitting in front of me and the kid with the rat tail in front of the mullet guy.  …Only at events like this.”

Carla’s observation from our seats at the MABBA Novice competition on Saturday, March 27.

light, lines, shaddows, & soup

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today was the first night in a long while that i got home by 6 after le gym and didn’t have anything else to do.  i decided to skip out on yoga (shhhh, i went last night) and take some time outside at the park behind my house.

things got chilly on the banks of the Assiniboine so i went inside and made some soup.

the best coast

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After work, we’d drive along the evangeline trail into the heart of the annapolis valley.  rolling hills, vast fields, vinyards, apple orchards, kids playing..  our car would be full of friends in bathing suits and towels, summer music blaring, windows rolled down…  Once we arrived at the old white house along the river, we’d pile out of the car and approach the kids playing in the yard, “are you parents here?”.  …We made our way to the pile of inner tubes stacked up by the family’s shed and chose the best tubes of the bunch.  After paying 2 dollars each for our tube rental, we made our way to the launch point along the river.  The ride is swift but relaxing.  There is no better way to spend an afternoon than to sit in a tube and let the current carry you along the curves of the Gaspereau River.  

The summers were so sticky.  the frequent rain was always welcome relief from the hot dense air that that hung all around us.  on those summer nights after tubing we’d go to paddy’s- the local pub and brewery.  ….The table getting more and more crammed as friends arrived, pulling up chairs and pushing tables together…one more pitcher of acadia pale ale. 

Living in that small university town, you were always meeting people.  But the summers were different.  Somehow we managed to know everyone who stayed in town. i mean really know them.  by the end of the night you’d have spoken to everyone in the pub.  made new friends, made plans to meet on the patio of the axe on friday after work, made plans to meet at the saturday farmer’s market to pick up some veggies and eat chocolate cake for breakfast, plans for apple blossom festival parties, made plans to do it all again next week…

  

[photos via great earth expeditions]