185/365 The rocks are back!

After a sweaty cycle out to Trailhead in search of new hiking boots (hoorah!), we stopped off at Westboro beach for a picnic. Disappointing. Looks like I'm definitely a Mooney's Bay girl, just wasn't impressed by Westboro at all, mainly due to proximity to the road I suppose.

Anyway, we didn't stop long and everything was made up for by the discovery that the rocks sculptures are back at Remic Rapids:



I love this spot and when I passed a couple of weeks back the water was still so high that Mr. Ceprano hadn't got started yet. But he seems to be back with gusto now, and I'll be returning to see the work as he develops it over the summer.


Right, my camera is off in the post for repair this morning (after much wrangling with Panasonic), so no photos for a little while. I'm planning on taking an old film one with me on this weekends camping trip though so pictures will emerge eventually.

184/365 Healthy dinners

Salad season just keeps getting better. For lunch salad leftovers: pants-en-ella (an Italian dish I keep forgetting the name of - basically grilled tomatoes, red peppers, olives and ciabbatta) and a couscousy-kedgeree with boiled eggs and artichoke hearts. For dinner broccoli frittata with heaps of veg and a green salad.....



We eat so healthy and we walk a fair bit. Both of us have commented on feeling healthier and fitter, wonder if its time to take another trip to the nature museum and check out how many turkeys I'm clocking in at now!

183/365 Monday bugs

Another day another bug. This one fascinated me with his shiny bronze shell and tri-horned antennae.



Off for an early picnic this evening, and on our return home we found a young couple having their photo taken in our back-yard. Apparently the spot next to the bins is suitable picturesque for engagement piccies (taken by a professional photographer). Can't see it myself!

182/365 Caterpillars

A gypsy moth caterpillar. One of 30 odd all on one tree on the island. Sadly I don't think many survived the heat today, maybe I should have shared my ice-cream.

181/365 Scissors at the ready (Saturday).

Last shift volunteering at Jazzfest this evening, but before that I got the scissors out and started work on a new top. Pieces are all ready now, but need to get myself some interfacing before I proceed.....are my sewing skills up to it? Time will tell.

Also finished this book, which is a victory in itself as I've had a bit of a readers-block issue of late. As for the book, it was recommended in the Guardian 2010 read-list thingamy, and frankly was a tad disappointing. Some interesting comments on aging and priorities, but in the end a little soap-opera-y. At least it got me reading again though which can only be a good thing.

Jazz shift went very well. I was informed by a member of the public that I am "surprisingly polite and enthusiastic". He wouldn't confirm whether this was surprising as a Brit or as a volunteer. I'll take the compliment though!

180/365 Happy Birthday Canada

Hoorah. Canada is 124 today, and looking really rather good on it from where I spent the day sitting.



I spent the afternoon hanging out in Confederation park with friends and knitting. A couple of good concerts to while away the hours, strawberries to munch on as well as sweet potato fries - oh so lovely.

Particularly enjoyed Ohbijou who lulled me into a trance like state, and Coeur de Pirate who brought so much fun and spark to her performance.

Right, off to wach some fireworks before bed now. Happy Birthday Canada. Sleep tight. x

179/365 Red carpets

On our dog walk in the morning we met two lovely ladies who wanted to know which gate at the GGs they should go through in order to give them the best chance of getting good views of the royal visitors.

It was 7:30am.

The gates didn't open til 1:15pm.

Hmmmmmm.....

Although geographically speaking I was pretty close to Will and Kate at various points to day, I didn't seem them. Had I not been at work I probably would have headed to their walk around just to view the spectacle. But instead I spent much of my three hour shift trying most unsuccessfully to untangle a ball of yarn.

Here's a red carpet for you though, very nice it was too.


Far more exciting than the royals was an evening in the park, watching an eclectic mix of dance acts. We were guided from one act to the next by a very enthusiastic and oh so slightly batty woman in tutus and a shower cap:



My favourites were the box dance (3 very athletic dancers, manipulating giant wooden boxes to music, think you may have to be there!), and a Native inspired rhythmic dance.
Fab.