Well, it's been a while since I've posted and a lot has happened!
As you may already know, I don't blog about everything I do. that'd be A) boring and time consuming for you and B) time consuming for me, and I don't spend that much time on my own to tell the truth!
I keep telling myself that I need to spend more time on my own- but I've realized that my time here is limited and I want to build relationships with others as much as I can while I'm here.
Needless to say, I'm pretty busy.
Some people say it's 'boring' here. I'd say it's anything but. Then again, I do have the tendency to very rarely be "bored."
"It's a choice," I remember saying to a man when I was hitchiking. There's always something to do.
So in case you're wondering what I'm typically up to, well, to give you an idea, I'll tell you my schedule.
Monday (9-4 or longer) school subbing after school- green club (has yet to begin!) then 615-815 Henna Tatoos and Moroccan Tea/music with french speakers!
Tuesday (9-4 or longer) school subbing then Dancercise at 6-7
Wednesday (9-4 or longer) school subbing then I teach a cooking class 5-7 (or longer...)
Thursday (9-4 or longer) school subbing Photography club until 530.
Friday (9-4 or longer) school subbing -- usually something comes up- a party, chaperoning for a high school student council something, dance-whatever!
Saturday -- something always pops up - recently, filming and editing for a 'dogumentary' at the Wapikoni mobile- which is a mobile trailer that sets up in aboriginal community, but lost HALF of it's funding this year :( Luckily, they were able to come to Chisasibi while I was up here and I did a bit of work with a friend up here :) You'll get to see it soon! I've also spent time with various people doing this or that.
Sunday- this is my 'bum' day but it hasn't been the past few weeks!
I wake up in the morning, usually do some house stuff-laundry, cleaning, vacuuming. Then, well, it varies. But at 4:00 I have a creative writing group with a few teachers from the school. We always laugh so much and we have a lot of fun talking about this, that and everything!
Now, I'm subbing in a secondary 2 English class for a while! I'm glad because I think I can do a good job, and I like the students. I have a lot planned for them! :) 2 weeks already planned! I just have some work to go with it! Overheads and whatnot, but the thinking is done. (so no stress ;)) except that this week I'm moving again, to someone's place where I'll be looking after their kids for a couple days :)
I haven't blogged in a while, not just because I didn't have time, but because for a while, I was feeling a little depressed and just didn't feel like it.
There was a time I was feeling unsure about moving in with my boyfriend, I was feeling disconnected from my parents, and I felt I was making little progress in what I was attempting to accomplish in this community.
Last week, though, I started working out and I'm trying to take better care of myself. Since the sun rises at like 9:00 (or so) and sets at 4:15 now, I didn't see the sun for about 3 days straight. Well no wonder I was feeling down!
I needed some vitamin D!
I'll make a point to get outside at break though, or something. Maybe I'll go out with elementary kids haha. And I'm working out now- I got a good deal on my membership because Trevor (the handsome man that manages the gym) is awesome.
Not just that, but every so often, it starts to get weighing when you realize how much some of these kids deal with, and they just take every blow with no problem. They're tough. Really tough. Yet you have some at the other end of the spectrum that are really just spoiled! Christmas here, for example, I've heard (even when I was here with Katimavik) is insane for some families (I've heard of people getting ski-doos, computers, and all kinds of pricey goodies) But again, there's people from both spectrums. There's parents that can't afford to buy their kids new boots or jackets, many that come to school hungry because their parents were too drunk that morning and many of them really look after themselves. The latter parts were harder for me to really see when I was here before. I mean, I knew about it, but I didn't really see it for myself.
I told mom that sometimes I have a really hard time with some of these things and she said "well I read your blog and it doesn't seem like you're having a hard time at all."
Well, let's remember that I'm 19 and I'm teaching. I'm a caring person, and I like to be involved in what I do. When youhave those qualities, it can be a very demanding job. On top of that, it's ESL, and in a remote community. (Mind you, I'm starting to think this comunity isn't remote at all compared to other communities.) I'm also far away from my family, and loved ones, and some friends (even though I've made many anew.) So let's just say, that's a lot of responsibility for anyone, especially someone my age, and considering a lot of the social issues here, I'm doing okay.
I was also having some difficulty no knowing where I'd be working every day. Going to the office in the morning and saying "okay, what do you have for me." It was okay some days, but others, I found difficult to motivate myself to even get up in the morning. (I did, of course, but reluctantly.)
This weekend, I got to enjoy some good ol' fashioned outside snow time yesterday with some little kids and big kids too! We made a snow castle, then had a snowfight! I had my bare hands, of course, since I gave my gloves to another kid haha. But there were some intense moments, some dog piles, snow bombs from above and a whole lot of laughter. Oowah! :) I even got to try some traditional Ptarmigan (much better this time) fried, not boiled and hunted by a 75-year-old man. (75 and still hunting-can you believe it? Yeah!)
I also enjoyed a traditional Maroccan meal and a traditional Cree meal (moosemeat!) I've been spoiled with awesomeness!
So I'm back up to my normal upbeat happiness now, and I need to get to bed if I'm going to stay that way!
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Monday, October 31, 2011
Speckles of snow!
It snowed! And Saturday was the first time it stayed on the ground for a while :) But then, of course, it melted by the afternoon. Funny to say I'm in the north and it's probably much cooler in many places south of here.
It was the first Hallowe'en here, I hear, in a while where there was no snow on the ground! It snowed about ten minutes today (when I was walking home of course... shivering because I'm a weakling for cold I guess.)
"It's snowing!" I said excitedly to another teacher, "I'm probably the only one to see it that way, of course."
She smiles, "no, Violaine was the same way"
(I'm translating from French so its not exact.)
So Hallowe'en felt chaotic but fun. I'm glad I was able to smile. It was a full day of fun! "It's Hallowe'en," the kids said, "we're not supposed to work!" I had them do some printing in the morning, which I'm not sure they were motivated to do... I wanted to keep the routine in place though. That's important for some kids!
Well, today I got to rejoin the grade 5 class I started with. What was once "Stacey's class"and now "Jenny's Class." They kept calling me Jenny and I wanted to say "I'm not Jenny! Stop calling me that!" "Well, they'd say, you look alike!" And they had all these plans and things they were going to do for the halloween decorations but, of course a lot of their plans did not happen because I didnt know what they did with it all :S So I did what I could-messy as it is, it's their creation and that's the important thing.
So there's snow on the ground and, while some are seeing it as "oh no, snow=cold!" I see it as "ohhh how beautiful!"
Lately I've been thinking a little more about my departure from here to tell the truth. I keep reminding myself though, that I still have yet to accomplish what I came to do. There's still a lot I need to do for me to feel better about coming back. No, working at the school isn't enough. Yes, school makes a huge difference, but school isn't the only thing that defines us as a society, I'm learning. I want to do more and experience more one-on-one interactions outside the classroom- because they're the ones where you can be fully invested, say what you need to say and be all that you are. Needless to say, I dont feel I'm the same person in a classroom situation.
But it's alright, I give what I can and the bottomline is, of course what I always say, I care. And I show it.
It was the first Hallowe'en here, I hear, in a while where there was no snow on the ground! It snowed about ten minutes today (when I was walking home of course... shivering because I'm a weakling for cold I guess.)
"It's snowing!" I said excitedly to another teacher, "I'm probably the only one to see it that way, of course."
She smiles, "no, Violaine was the same way"
(I'm translating from French so its not exact.)
So Hallowe'en felt chaotic but fun. I'm glad I was able to smile. It was a full day of fun! "It's Hallowe'en," the kids said, "we're not supposed to work!" I had them do some printing in the morning, which I'm not sure they were motivated to do... I wanted to keep the routine in place though. That's important for some kids!
Well, today I got to rejoin the grade 5 class I started with. What was once "Stacey's class"and now "Jenny's Class." They kept calling me Jenny and I wanted to say "I'm not Jenny! Stop calling me that!" "Well, they'd say, you look alike!" And they had all these plans and things they were going to do for the halloween decorations but, of course a lot of their plans did not happen because I didnt know what they did with it all :S So I did what I could-messy as it is, it's their creation and that's the important thing.
So there's snow on the ground and, while some are seeing it as "oh no, snow=cold!" I see it as "ohhh how beautiful!"
Lately I've been thinking a little more about my departure from here to tell the truth. I keep reminding myself though, that I still have yet to accomplish what I came to do. There's still a lot I need to do for me to feel better about coming back. No, working at the school isn't enough. Yes, school makes a huge difference, but school isn't the only thing that defines us as a society, I'm learning. I want to do more and experience more one-on-one interactions outside the classroom- because they're the ones where you can be fully invested, say what you need to say and be all that you are. Needless to say, I dont feel I'm the same person in a classroom situation.
But it's alright, I give what I can and the bottomline is, of course what I always say, I care. And I show it.
Monday, October 24, 2011
One thing a day...
So today is the first day where I've ever actually said I was "bored."
This doesn't happen often for me, no matter where I go. I only subbed for one period and even then, it wasn't super demanding.
I really enjoyed teaching secondary English, and even though some might not have liked how I did things, I think I presented a little something else they might not have seen previously. I think some appreciated it, some, not so much, but that's okay- I did what I could, gave what I had to offer, and I think most of them recognized that.
And once again, it feels weird to not have to plan. In fact, as much as I thought I wouldn't like the planning, I actually don't mind it now. I can be spontaneous, and I can plan now!
Today, I was in a secondary class to sub- sec 2 (so like grade 8 in Ontario) and the teacher asked them to write about a moment that changed their lives. The one that came to my mind, that I used as an example was the time I went to the memorial dance. Some of you might remember, when I got that nisk (goose) painting in a gold frame and Chris said to me "if you really want something, it will come to me." If he'd said that any other time, I would've said whatever... but there I stood with proof in my hands. I never asked for this, but somehow fate, or spirits, or whatever it was- brought it to me.
I told the students about this, and later read a short story from the Chicken soup book that was on the teacher's desk. It happened to suit the assignment perfectly actually- it was about a kid who had to take care of their mother and how that changed their lives. Whoo! For making the best of it! I also helped a student with what he wrote (he actually did it, which is more than I can say for most classes) It was nice, because I learned more about him, and I actually really appreciated hearing it.
So I guess this is just evidence that you learn something everyday! Even the days that seem boring!h
This doesn't happen often for me, no matter where I go. I only subbed for one period and even then, it wasn't super demanding.
I really enjoyed teaching secondary English, and even though some might not have liked how I did things, I think I presented a little something else they might not have seen previously. I think some appreciated it, some, not so much, but that's okay- I did what I could, gave what I had to offer, and I think most of them recognized that.
And once again, it feels weird to not have to plan. In fact, as much as I thought I wouldn't like the planning, I actually don't mind it now. I can be spontaneous, and I can plan now!
Today, I was in a secondary class to sub- sec 2 (so like grade 8 in Ontario) and the teacher asked them to write about a moment that changed their lives. The one that came to my mind, that I used as an example was the time I went to the memorial dance. Some of you might remember, when I got that nisk (goose) painting in a gold frame and Chris said to me "if you really want something, it will come to me." If he'd said that any other time, I would've said whatever... but there I stood with proof in my hands. I never asked for this, but somehow fate, or spirits, or whatever it was- brought it to me.
I told the students about this, and later read a short story from the Chicken soup book that was on the teacher's desk. It happened to suit the assignment perfectly actually- it was about a kid who had to take care of their mother and how that changed their lives. Whoo! For making the best of it! I also helped a student with what he wrote (he actually did it, which is more than I can say for most classes) It was nice, because I learned more about him, and I actually really appreciated hearing it.
So I guess this is just evidence that you learn something everyday! Even the days that seem boring!h
Thursday, October 20, 2011
ACTION program teaching, sharing!
I'm teaching a class for the action program! It's called Teen cooking!
I'm hoping to start with SAUERKRAUT! whooo! and for the rest, we'll see what people are interested in learning, but I had yogurt-making, canning, salad-making, and some healthy eating/homemaking tips in mind ;)
Here's a sweet site I found on sauerkraut though :)
http://canninggranny.blogspot.com/2011/10/making-and-canning-sauerkraut.html
I'm hoping to start with SAUERKRAUT! whooo! and for the rest, we'll see what people are interested in learning, but I had yogurt-making, canning, salad-making, and some healthy eating/homemaking tips in mind ;)
Here's a sweet site I found on sauerkraut though :)
http://canninggranny.blogspot.com/2011/10/making-and-canning-sauerkraut.html
Dream that are not so dreamy...
I walk through a garden of flowers, smelling of sugar snaps, beautiful swirls climbing the fence in bean-form, and my favourite flower- I can't even remember the name- but all of this is right in front of me. I just can't see it right now.
Lately, I haven't been dreaming those happy dreams. I haven't been escaping the reality I don't want to see in my dreams. Instead, like many, my brain takes me deeper into what I see every day.
My brother takes out a clothing tag with the Underarmour symbol from his skin. In my dream, he was in an accident, but in reality, it was Hollie that was in an accident. The dream makes no sense logically, but I know what to take of it- I miss him. My brother, of all people. The one I never used to talk to? Well, he's always been important to me, whether he knows it or not, and I can feel our bond growing.
In another, a child in my class lets a bee free. I, unafraid of it's power deal with it and get stung. I don't remember what happened to me following the sting, but I think I forget what power I'm dealing with sometimes with these kids.
I'm in a dark place now, in my mind. But I can see the light. The students in the high school are a tough crowd, and I've been very aware of this from the very beginning. I won't get through to all of them, but I get the feeling that some, more than I think, are understanding more than it appears. And the ones I least expect are sometimes the ones that are the most interested.
"You're just a sub," a student said. "Yes, I'm a sub, and no, I don't get paid any more if you learn this or not. But I care. I'm here to share what I have. Take it or leave it," I said.
"I'm not here for a paycheque. I'm here because I feel like I have something to share," I said to the students.
"Who are you?" A student asked.
I don't know why, but the questions resonated in my head. "Who are you?" I didn't know how to answer that, so I said "uh, I'm Stacey, uh I'm from Guelph and I was here before with Katimavik and I came back"
but I should've just said 'I am what I've been showing you from the beginning, but you're so used to not being cared about that you're ignoring what I have to give.'
I've realized lately that intention makes the world of a difference. And the ones who understand this much respect me a whole lot more than I'm sure some people have given them. Those students are the ones that have brought my spirits a whole lot higher.
Remember to live... Remember to love! Oh yes, it's so corny, but It's the best life advice I can give and show.
My mind is often in a dark place and I'm honestly exhausted because I put so much into the work I do. But the light isn't so far away. I'm giving and even though there are moments I feel it's not working, I'm getting more than it appears. They're more receptive than it seems, I'm sure of it.
"I'm no smarter than you," I said. What I lack in age I make up for in experience and thus wisdom. So I'm hoping that my positive attitude can reach a few more.
Lately, I haven't been dreaming those happy dreams. I haven't been escaping the reality I don't want to see in my dreams. Instead, like many, my brain takes me deeper into what I see every day.
My brother takes out a clothing tag with the Underarmour symbol from his skin. In my dream, he was in an accident, but in reality, it was Hollie that was in an accident. The dream makes no sense logically, but I know what to take of it- I miss him. My brother, of all people. The one I never used to talk to? Well, he's always been important to me, whether he knows it or not, and I can feel our bond growing.
In another, a child in my class lets a bee free. I, unafraid of it's power deal with it and get stung. I don't remember what happened to me following the sting, but I think I forget what power I'm dealing with sometimes with these kids.
I'm in a dark place now, in my mind. But I can see the light. The students in the high school are a tough crowd, and I've been very aware of this from the very beginning. I won't get through to all of them, but I get the feeling that some, more than I think, are understanding more than it appears. And the ones I least expect are sometimes the ones that are the most interested.
"You're just a sub," a student said. "Yes, I'm a sub, and no, I don't get paid any more if you learn this or not. But I care. I'm here to share what I have. Take it or leave it," I said.
"I'm not here for a paycheque. I'm here because I feel like I have something to share," I said to the students.
"Who are you?" A student asked.
I don't know why, but the questions resonated in my head. "Who are you?" I didn't know how to answer that, so I said "uh, I'm Stacey, uh I'm from Guelph and I was here before with Katimavik and I came back"
but I should've just said 'I am what I've been showing you from the beginning, but you're so used to not being cared about that you're ignoring what I have to give.'
I've realized lately that intention makes the world of a difference. And the ones who understand this much respect me a whole lot more than I'm sure some people have given them. Those students are the ones that have brought my spirits a whole lot higher.
Remember to live... Remember to love! Oh yes, it's so corny, but It's the best life advice I can give and show.
My mind is often in a dark place and I'm honestly exhausted because I put so much into the work I do. But the light isn't so far away. I'm giving and even though there are moments I feel it's not working, I'm getting more than it appears. They're more receptive than it seems, I'm sure of it.
"I'm no smarter than you," I said. What I lack in age I make up for in experience and thus wisdom. So I'm hoping that my positive attitude can reach a few more.
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
What a fun day!
So yesterday, I spent a little too much time on the computer, waiting for pictures to upload, did a little cleaning, and a little reading, texting my good friend Summer in Edmonton and had a tea with a friend.
An okay day, pretty relaxed... until- katimavik Thanksgiving.
I also forgot to mention that Friday, I thought Northern Sun was going to burn down from a forest fire (but it's okay!) But I was really upset, of course.
And last night, my sister was in yet another car accident.
I invited myself over because I hadn't really met the Kaitmavik group and I wasn't going to wait for Chris to invite me. "We have too much food, invite friends!" says Jack, who's a shaman (I've known him a while, but only found out recently that he's actually a shaman.) There was about 20 people in a small space, with 5 small, hyper children, so the energy wasn't quite what we call calm... I just observed, mostly, laughed and enjoyed good food!
Then, we witnessed two dogs having a little trouble post, well, they hadn't gotten to pillow talk because they were stuck.
At first we thought the dog's paw was inside the other's anus.
Then we thought they were glued.
But I, of course, was the one to intervene, and the dog's penis was just too big and got stuck. So I guess the dog tried walking away while it was still inside and it couldn't. The leg was caught, so I thought the leg was broken. "It's mangled!" I said. But I guess it was a little more flexible than I presumed...
I moved the leg that was caught and then, within 30 seconds, flllllsh! the penis came out with a splash. Yumm....
Sam told me that this happens sometimes when different breeds mix because some breeds just have bigger packages that aren't designed to fit in others.
Then I went to a hip hop concert with Katimavik. Fresh IE. We got the end of it, but it was fun anyway! I think we were the only ones dancing, and most of the crowd was about 10 and under so it made a difference that we were there.
And today, I found out that I may be teaching a grade 3 class! I don't know quite what's going to happen, but we'll see!
An okay day, pretty relaxed... until- katimavik Thanksgiving.
I also forgot to mention that Friday, I thought Northern Sun was going to burn down from a forest fire (but it's okay!) But I was really upset, of course.
And last night, my sister was in yet another car accident.
I invited myself over because I hadn't really met the Kaitmavik group and I wasn't going to wait for Chris to invite me. "We have too much food, invite friends!" says Jack, who's a shaman (I've known him a while, but only found out recently that he's actually a shaman.) There was about 20 people in a small space, with 5 small, hyper children, so the energy wasn't quite what we call calm... I just observed, mostly, laughed and enjoyed good food!
Then, we witnessed two dogs having a little trouble post, well, they hadn't gotten to pillow talk because they were stuck.
At first we thought the dog's paw was inside the other's anus.
Then we thought they were glued.
But I, of course, was the one to intervene, and the dog's penis was just too big and got stuck. So I guess the dog tried walking away while it was still inside and it couldn't. The leg was caught, so I thought the leg was broken. "It's mangled!" I said. But I guess it was a little more flexible than I presumed...
I moved the leg that was caught and then, within 30 seconds, flllllsh! the penis came out with a splash. Yumm....
Sam told me that this happens sometimes when different breeds mix because some breeds just have bigger packages that aren't designed to fit in others.
Then I went to a hip hop concert with Katimavik. Fresh IE. We got the end of it, but it was fun anyway! I think we were the only ones dancing, and most of the crowd was about 10 and under so it made a difference that we were there.
And today, I found out that I may be teaching a grade 3 class! I don't know quite what's going to happen, but we'll see!
Monday, October 10, 2011
James Bayyyy :)
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| SEAL! zoom in if you can! |
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| Shashashao |
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| :) this reminds me of film photos from so long ago (it seems) looks vintage! |
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| So majestic.. so incredibly beautiful... we lucked out have such a day! |
Pondering the Tao of Pooh
Humanity was not created with the ability to live as a busybackson.
No, we were created to be human, to give ourselves time to take in what's around us while we're doing "nothing," which in fact is very important to do.
How nice, I should be reading a book such as the Tao of Pooh on a day I spend alone. The very first, I'm sure, that I have ever spent completely by myself, without any human interaction. (Excluding the drunks I encountered at the river) And, though sometimes scary, particularly at night, it is something I think we should try to do more often to learn about ourselves and give us some time to think and to grasp what's around us. A full day.
Funny though, it doesn't seem like anything is really any clearer now, but it might be more so than I think. Maybe I'll notice it as the week progresses. I did notice, though, that I felt less like I belonged here this week, since it felt like I wasn't doing a whole lot to make a difference. It was the first week I was a casual substitute here, there and everywhere. I was supposed to be in a French class, but since I'm not a Francophone, they had someone else fill in. I wasn't happy about it, and I informed the vice principal, but I should've spoken sooner rather than gone off to play. The days pass quickly though.
I can't just be a casual sub everyday, I've decided. I need something that grounds me, that makes a difference somehow. I've been thinking a lot about how the kids have no quiet space, nowhere to do their homework. They're seeing opportunity nowhere.
So I'm going to get some people on board to open up the library, lunches, after school, weekends. People talk about it, but it seems that no one wants to do anything about it, or at least initiate it. It seems to me that a lot of things are like this here in Chisasibi. So many know what they think should be done to better some situations, but few take action to make these changes. Initiation is what's needed. And motivation. They have the resources, the people power, even the money. They just need motivation.
With a couple initiators, more people will see that opportunity is now here (I know, this is becoming Cliche since I've used it a lot, but it fits, I think!) And I think that might just inspire that energy they need. Mind you, this has to be a collective effort, that will spread through the whole community. So let's start with something small that can make a really big difference for many if taken advantage of.
So let's make it happen.
"I admire you," I said to Michelle after noticing how she always makes sure of things before doing it, by calling first or what have you. "you're so well-prepared! I guess I usually just dive into things and if it doesn't work out, I guess I just figure something else will."
"Just like Pooh!" she says.
Maybe I incorporate more Pooh in me than I know. "go with the flow," I call it. But sometimes, when the flow is a little wonky, someone has use it's energy and softly push it in a positive direction.
So I incorporate a little simple Pooh in my life, and I think things will be better.
"What's black and white and red all over?"
"A sunburned penguin." -Pooh :)
No, we were created to be human, to give ourselves time to take in what's around us while we're doing "nothing," which in fact is very important to do.
How nice, I should be reading a book such as the Tao of Pooh on a day I spend alone. The very first, I'm sure, that I have ever spent completely by myself, without any human interaction. (Excluding the drunks I encountered at the river) And, though sometimes scary, particularly at night, it is something I think we should try to do more often to learn about ourselves and give us some time to think and to grasp what's around us. A full day.
Funny though, it doesn't seem like anything is really any clearer now, but it might be more so than I think. Maybe I'll notice it as the week progresses. I did notice, though, that I felt less like I belonged here this week, since it felt like I wasn't doing a whole lot to make a difference. It was the first week I was a casual substitute here, there and everywhere. I was supposed to be in a French class, but since I'm not a Francophone, they had someone else fill in. I wasn't happy about it, and I informed the vice principal, but I should've spoken sooner rather than gone off to play. The days pass quickly though.
I can't just be a casual sub everyday, I've decided. I need something that grounds me, that makes a difference somehow. I've been thinking a lot about how the kids have no quiet space, nowhere to do their homework. They're seeing opportunity nowhere.
So I'm going to get some people on board to open up the library, lunches, after school, weekends. People talk about it, but it seems that no one wants to do anything about it, or at least initiate it. It seems to me that a lot of things are like this here in Chisasibi. So many know what they think should be done to better some situations, but few take action to make these changes. Initiation is what's needed. And motivation. They have the resources, the people power, even the money. They just need motivation.
With a couple initiators, more people will see that opportunity is now here (I know, this is becoming Cliche since I've used it a lot, but it fits, I think!) And I think that might just inspire that energy they need. Mind you, this has to be a collective effort, that will spread through the whole community. So let's start with something small that can make a really big difference for many if taken advantage of.
So let's make it happen.
"I admire you," I said to Michelle after noticing how she always makes sure of things before doing it, by calling first or what have you. "you're so well-prepared! I guess I usually just dive into things and if it doesn't work out, I guess I just figure something else will."
"Just like Pooh!" she says.
Maybe I incorporate more Pooh in me than I know. "go with the flow," I call it. But sometimes, when the flow is a little wonky, someone has use it's energy and softly push it in a positive direction.
So I incorporate a little simple Pooh in my life, and I think things will be better.
"What's black and white and red all over?"
"A sunburned penguin." -Pooh :)
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Camp des Pines and Picking Blueberries
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| The trees in this forest died from a forest fire, but the blueberries still grow! On the other side of the river, the trees are still as beautiful as ever |
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| The trees have passed their lifetime for the most part, but the blueberries and labrador tea are still ever present! |
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| Labrador Tea |
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| Talia :) |
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| Au camp des pines! |
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| BIG mushroom :) |
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| There's something really spectacular about this photo and I'm not sure what. But I love it. |
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