This photo is from mine and Tony's wedding day, August 23rd. 2002. Yes, we also have photos of adoring stares and passionate kisses, but this one's my favourite.
At some point in 2001, I remember confessing to my dear friend, Anna Vojtech, that I had thought many times that I should really be with Tony, but I knew we couldn't possibly be compatible because he didn't recycle. Anna is a few wisdom years ahead of me and I remember how she laughed and assured me that people could overcome much worse hardships. Well, it's true. She was right. Now in 2016, I'm proud to say that Tony is a very enthusiastic recycler. He recycles absolutely everything, whether it's recyclable or not. Styrofoam, candy wrappers, dirty tissues, you name it, it goes into the recycling bin. It makes my sorting job a bit tricky, but he's worth it.
We eloped. I really wouldn't have had it any other way. We invited one friend each. Tony's mom, one of the greatest women to have ever walked this earth, crashed the wedding. It was a truly wonderful day and it was uniquely us. Our plan was to get married at Gloucester City Hall, but when we arrived, there was an unexpected council meeting and we had to think of a plan B. We walked over to Fitz Hugh Lane Park. There were several homeless people hanging out in the park and they were all quite keen to witness a wedding. And so it was that we got married in the park, with cheers from its residents, overlooking a city that was near and dear to both our hearts. The name of the man who married us was Bob Whynot.
Walking through life with another is challenging, to say the least. We do regularly drive each other to distraction, but mostly, we hold each other up, make each other laugh and best of all, he makes me coffee in the morning. Fourteen years later, I'm still smitten and as lucky as lucky can be.
Tuesday, August 23, 2016
Thursday, July 21, 2016
It was many moons ago when I first discovered that farmers markets were my favourite places to be. It's not just that they are filled with local produce, baked goods and crafts, but, when done well, they are the hub of a community. They are also hot beds of entrepreneurship and local business. As much as I don't love to pack up my studio, load the car, wake up early and haul boxes into an empty arena to set up the show, I do love knowing that every vendor in the space is in the exact same boat as I am. Just regular, hard working people making an honest living with their hands. Having been at this racket for over 20 years now, I feel extra warm and fuzzy when I see a young person (Boy, does that make me sound old) with a great vision, trying to get a new business off the ground. In this case, it's into the ground. Meet Alicia Steeves, the master mind behind Littlest Flower Farm.
When I asked to take Alicia's photo, she told me that she only slept an hour and a half last night. Clearly her lack of sleep has not affected her beauty, but it is note worthy in that running a business is really hard work and people need to understand that if we want to see new businesses succeed we have to make an extra effort to support them.
The littlest flower farm doesn't yet have a regular spot at the Lunenburg market, but she will be there a couple more weeks for sure during the summer and probably more if space becomes available. But in the mean time, she does make bouquets for weddings and restaurants and anyone else needing a gentle reminder that life is actually beautiful when you choose to look at flowers. You can find The Littlest Flower Farm on Instagram @littlestflowerfarm and on Facebook also at Littlest Flower Farm. You can e-mail Alicia at email@example.com
Sunday, July 17, 2016
You know what they say, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. This past year I went through something of a struggle. On the outside it was the story of a woman fighting red tape in Nova Scotia, but on the inside the struggle was more complicated and personal. I'm happy to say that it all ended very well, but it's taken some time for the reset button to work.
This past month I have been acutely aware of how happy I am. Happiness shows up brighter when contrasted by sadness. It's funny to say that the dark side of my experience has turned out to be a gift, but I think it has. Every day feels precious right now. I realize I sound like a positive affirmation, but life feels glorious and I'm just so grateful to be in this beautiful corner of the earth. I have been watching carefully to see if that old adage, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, is true. The verdict is not out yet, but what I can tell you is, what doesn't kill you makes you happier.
I took these pictures on today's bike ride to Second Peninsula, a short ride from Lunenburg.
Saturday, July 9, 2016
When you have a sixty hat wholesale order to ship out in two days and you still need to make ten, label them, write an invoice and box them up, there is only one thing to do...go for a bike ride. I just really don't have the personality for missing out on summer.
Today I hopped on my bike, followed the harbour out of town and went to Corkum's Island. I'll never get over the beauty of this place.
I have been on my bike a lot lately. last year I let summer get away from me and I really can't do that again. This year I'm making up for lost time. Being alone on these little jaunts, I tend to talk to myself. I seem to say, "unbelievable" a lot. The beauty is simply unbelievable.
I also seem to say, "No F-ing way." quite a bit There's no way to avoid the hills. To get from point A to point B there's constant up and down.
As I was standing at the side of the road taking this photo, there were a few tourists doing the same. I was tempted to tell them that I actually live here and I have been taking this same photo for eight years. It never gets old.
Tuesday, June 21, 2016
There are certain times of the year when life feels perfect. This seems to be one of them. Hope you come visit this summer. This photo was taken on Second Peninsula, which is about 2km. from the town of Lunenburg. Follow this glorious road to the end and you come to a beautiful little beach.
Monday, May 23, 2016
Friday, April 29, 2016
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