I have a *sniff sniff* ... code....

Its my first cold since Nov 2009.  I have had the odd sniffle (not that I remember any, but I must have)... but this is my first honest to goodness, head pounding, nose running, dry mouthed, chest hugging cold since I had H1N1. I have forgotten how foggy and miserable one feels when you have a cold.. and I promise to be more sympathetic to those who get a cold in the future.  In the words of my friend Debbie.... "when you have a cold or the flu... all you want it to feel normal again!".   So true.

Now, I am not sure if it's the foggy brain, or the general "unorganized state" of my sewing room but I have lost a gold tin can that my sister gave me last Xmas (or birthday).  In it was a large number of hexagon cut pieces of fabric. Each bit of fabric is cut around a particular print that highlights something interesting (to a kid and a grown up) and its the makings of an "I spy" quilt that I will start for Jack so that he will enjoy it maybe in the spring.

this is my goal, to make one just like this one in the picture, but with maybe a yellow background... with lots of trucks and Elmo's and kitties and doggies... and birds and cows...
My sister has made a few of these, and I even made one years and years ago but not this detailed.  I am excited to start working on one for Jack that is personalized to the things he likes.
Problem is... I can't find the Gold Tin... and the really sad part it.... its the second time I have lost it!  When Gail needed a few extra shapes for a BIG project she is working on and I knew that I wouldn't be using all the pinks and barbies and girlie things in my I spy.. so I told her I would sort through my tin.  Well.... after a month of searching.. I found it... I sorted it out... and I tucked it away.
So, tonight.. with a pounding head, a dry dry mouth... a painful cough and flannel pyjamas on... I am tearing my house apart to look for the tin again!

I will keep you posted...

What is it with me.. and Peaches

Last year... on the last day before I started back to school I spent an entire day making Peach Ice Cream.  Not only did I make this peach ice cream, but I planned it, dreamt about it, researched it.. and then finally spent an entire day making it.  Please see what I mean ..here..

So, here it is the first week of school again.. and this time... I was surprised with a huge bowl of tiny peaches fresh off Sarah Robicheau's organic Peach tree from her front yard.  I forgot them at school yesterday and last night I was dreaming of peaches.. and researched some cool peach recipes.  I decided on making peach Jam and "Pinned" several different recipes... most including some form of alcohol. (Is this a sign of something).

After a long, and nerve wrecking day (first day of school, I mean)... it was with a smile on my face, that I sat at the diningroom table with my large bowl of peaches and started peeling and pitting them.  I did parboil them for about 2 minutes first, then plunged them in ice water for a few minutes first.. which made the skins come off fairly easily.. and then I just crushed the peaches with my hands to get all the flesh off the stones.

12 lbs of little peaches... and it makes about 8 lbs of peach meat.  I mixed lemon juice with the peaches and divided them in bags and popped them in the freezer for a day.. because I wasn't ready to make jam right away.  I "googled"  peaches and they freeze fine.. especially if they are for making Jam.

I will try to make a few different types of peach jam.  Two different kinds of Peach Jam, each with some sort of alcohol in it.. white wine in one.. and vanilla bourbon in the other.  Plus, Debbie says she has a great recipe for Peach something, and I also got a recipe from another friend for Peach Marmalade.. so.. here's thinking positive!

First Day of School 2012

 Always believe....   Today was the first day of school for 2012 at my big Elementary School in my little village of Kingston.   I have had 21 "first days of school" at this very school, and there has never been one as RAINY as today.  It was a miserable day for those new primaries to wait on the side of the road for there big yellow bus and then for them to hop off at school  ... and for moms' and dads' to huddle under umbrella's with camera's ready to capture the first leap off the steps of the bus.

 We have 11 new teachers and staff members this year... and about 50 new families to the school, not including all the new primaries..   Today was a BIG day for a lot of people.   We had indoor recess AND indoor lunch time play... we had no gym.. because we have to stay out of the gym for 2 weeks because we have a brand new gym floor... and it needs to "cure".   For the kids.. it was exciting but for the teachers.. it was a really tough day.

After school... it POURED... absolutely poured.  Our dismissal ran about 35 minutes later than usual, but very NORMAL for the first day.  We have 16 buses, with several brand new drivers.  We had many who forgot their bus numbers, and many who didn't know if its a "going home" day, or a going to babysitter day. .. we had some who got on the wrong bus, and some who fell asleep on the bus and didn't get off the bus.  New bus drivers confused their bus order, and then confused our kids..  Several phone calls, several rescues... thank God for Martin and his walkie talkies and GPS's on the buses.

  Tomorrow will be way better...  

Always believe something WONDERFUL is about to happen.  

Always believe!

Happy Labor Day

 How is that for a summer that breezed by so fast, I am 
wondering if it really happened.  Thank goodness I took lots of pictures to remind me.. 

When I look back at my amazing summer, there are so many things I need to share... but all of them are so over the top exciting, that I just don't have the writing ability to handle it, as my first blog entry in two months.... 

so I am blogging a very cool thing I saw while I was at the Fredericton Superstore.  I had been there several times over the couple of weeks I spent in the city but this one particular time, it was the rare occasion that it was just Michelle and I stopping by for a few things for that day's supper.  As we were heading to the check out.. Michelle ran back to a bin in the middle of the aisle in front of all the cashes.    She came scurrying back with a couple of cellophane bags, all tied up with a couple of tags on them.. and inside were some bottles of baby food.. in each little bag.   Now, Michelle has spent the spring and summer making all Jack's baby food from scratch so it really surprised me that she was buying jarred baby food, almost as an afterthought... not taking the time to read the labels and she didn't even care what flavor the baby food was.  

When I looked at her with a "non-judgemental but quizzical" look that only a mother/grandmother can get away with... she said.. "oh, I buy them for the food bank box".  

 Then I read the tags and noticed that they were priced at about .25 cents cheaper than if you bought them yourself.  I left the line up and went to the bin that she got them in, and I noticed all kinds of things bundled together in cellophane bags, with similar price reductions.  There were noodles and canned meats,  spagetti and sauce, there were fruit snacks and juice boxes...

Michelle explained that the food bank in Fredericton gives Superstore a list of the things they are short on, and Superstore takes the time to bundle the items, give them a nice little price reduction and then parks them in the bin right in front of the cash... usually where the chocolate bars and discount flowers are located.
I thought this was an ingenious idea and took a few pictures to show our Kingston Superstore... and YIKES.... the Cash manager zipped over to me and sternly told me NO TAKING PICTURES while in the store.   Thats when I sugared her up with all kinds of compliments on the great idea, and I showed her on my camera that I only took pictures of the food bank bin, and their sign to share with our Superstore... my sugaring worked because then she told me that its her job to contact the food bank each week and she bags over 300 bags a week of items.   She said generally, they discount the bags of goodies by .20 to .50 a bag... so you think about that.. that is over $100 a week that Fredericton Superstore contributes to the Food bank... besides making it SUPER easy to donate.   She was very proud of her efforts and that of Symthe Street Superstore!

I struggle with remembering to buy sugar, or pasta, or canned meats in my grocery to bring to church, or school or any other Food Bank drop off point...  

Kingston Superstore... I want you to do this too!

Happy Canada Day

Sometimes things work out better when they are not planned.  I know this to be true on so many levels.  Today was one of those fine examples.  The morning started off hot right away, and after an early morning chat with Michelle and Jack who were in Newfoundland, I found myself wondering what to do.  After a long couple of coffees on the deck, a shower, breakfast and some surfing of the web.. Terry and I decided to hit the garden at the Amos Estate to pick some pesky potato bugs before the day got too hot.  Terry started packing up the car with gloves, water.. etc... I put things away in the house.  The phone rang and caller ID showed me that it was Bill looking for a golfing buddy.. or so I thought...  Instead, it was Bill and Robin wondering where we were going to paddle today!

 What a brilliant idea... and within 30 minutes we had the kayaks mounted, the crate packed, a snack, the sunscreen, water bottles and Lucy walked!   We headed off to Shannon River, to see if we could actually put our kayaks in again.  We just never know what the water level is going to be like, and there were some beautiful spots that we wanted to show Bill and Robin, and a couple of other spots that we wanted to try and get to.  (Well, not me.. Terry wanted to get to them!).

Bill was the star of the day though.  First off, he brought a big kick ass Canadian Flag which I never would of thought of.  We joked about the calm waters of Shannon River and the flag taking a spill.  We all joked knowing that if we hadn't spilled over at the Shubie, this little tame river was not going to topple anyone.

 Before long, we found ourselves at a familiar little speedy channel between mini lakes.  Last time we were there, I just couldn't get over the small hump of water.  It was just too powerful.
Today, Terry paddled over it with ease, making us all think we could do it... so Bill went second.  He paddled for all he was worth and didn't get over it the first time, but after a small rest and to catch his breath, he attempted it again, taking a different route!  The second attempt was like a slow motion comedy act... he weaved, waved, and went sideways and went under!  Our beautiful canadian flag went under water for the first time today!

 Bill spilled out, and stood up and fought the current and walked over the hump.... and that sealed the deal for me. I wasn't even going to try paddling over it again.. forget that.  I paddled across the fast moving water to get to where Terry was, and I got out.  No easy feat in speedy waters.  The video I have posted (if I did it right) will show you how easy Terry makes this look... but rest assured... it was not.

Terry makes it look easy

Found my rope tangled in a lily pad, very close to where we started our trip...

The sun was hot, the breeze was wonderful and we paddled all the way to the dam for McGill Lake.  The waters were quite fast and full of rocks so we had to do some exciting manoeuvring. We got as close as we could and then pulled over for a quick photo break..  This was not an easy feat to get us all in the picture, but thanks to Robins quick moves, we got a couple!

We started back but it wasn't long before our Canada Flag (and Bill) took another spill.   This time, Bill walked his kayak down to a little peaceful spot, and tried his hardest to get in, and then we were off for a little bit.  We found a great little quiet spot and stopped for a snack and a few pictures and then the paddle back.  We were taken back down the river with the flowing water and the wind... it was a dream float.  We did have to look for my rope which went floating down the fast river during a failed attempt at pulling my kayak up over the speed bump!

A quiet spot for a snack... on our way back down the river.

Just around the bend from the dam for McGill Lake.  Lots of turbulence.

Robin and Bill

Paddling the Shannon River

 Our first paddle of the year was in early June and really, the first sunny warm day we had in weeks.  We packed up the kayaks and hit the road heading towards McGill Lake which is a favourite lake that we go to once or twice a summer.  Along the way though, Terry thought he might like to have a look at the Shannon River which has a cool "launch site" that we have driven to no less than 5 times and each time, it is bone dry and there is no way you can get your kayak anywhere near the river because of it.
But today, look at what we found.  Cool, deep, blue water.   we were both very excited to explore!

Rapids... I was too chicken to go down these, I knew
I would never get back up them!  Imagine, this was
before I paddled the damn Shubie

Beaver house... 

big rocks.  Looks like turtles

The afternoon was perfect with just a tiny wind, enough to keep the bugs at bay.  We came upon a small bit of rapids and I was too scared to go up them.  Going up rapids in a kayak is pretty darn difficult, and not for the weak of arm.  Terry got up them pretty easily but I tried 3 times before I gave up. Each time I stopped paddling, I was shot back down the fast moving water and had to struggle to keep my kayak straight while drifting down the waterway.

The most amazing experience though was while we were carrying our kayaks back up the gravel road to the car, one at a time.. we crossed paths with a big yellow  butterfly... on the way up the path, and again on the way back down the path.  Then... with the second kayak... the yellow butterfly fluttered by again.. and they this time, we were getting a little curious.
Now.. in my heart, I figured this big yellow butterfly just knew I was a special person who once raised two sets of yellow butterflies, so I must be a kindred spirit of some sort...
But, alas, Terry figured it out... it was not just one butterfly that was going back and forth, but it was several flying to a destination not far from the path.

We followed a particularly UN-graceful flutterer and came upon 9 identical butterflies, all gathered on a sunny little span of muddy forest.  They stayed their vibrating their wings for well over 20 minutes while we sat close by eating out lunch.  Don't know why, or what they were doing.. but it was pretty darn cool.. and a great way to end a perfect Paddle.

Glass Art

There is a very quaint and cozy village called Maitland, located at the mouth of the Shubenacadie River and it is filled with history, artistic pride and character.  There is a wonderful shop there called the Studio Glass.  It is filled with beautiful and original art made with glass, as well as trinkets, jewelry, fabulous and funny fish, birds, flowers and snowflakes.. all created out of glass.

The other really really cool thing they do there is there have a workshop you can attend just by calling or sometimes just showing up.  Its in the same building at the store and its a big wide open room filled with light.. and a big table filled with what they call "Junk Glass" or "Junk-de-Verre".

Junk Glass. 

You are given your choice of glass shape (Square, round, diamond shape, long and narrow.... and then you are taught how to move the glass around using a plastic stick, brush scraps back into the pile using a little brush, how to trim off little corners and smooth the shapes with these cool glass cutting pliers.

And then... you just design what ever you want.  Flowers, abstract, sunbursts, words... what ever your imagination will allow you to create.  The glass is sharp edged and dull in colour but once it is fired, it fuses to a smooth soft edge, and spectacular colours.

Some ideas which hang in the window of the workshop

Robin working at the table, selecting her choice pieces of blue glass

Our Teacher is Christine.  She sat with us and spent a rainy
afternoon chatting about kayaking, dogs and how beautiful
Maitland is, year round!

I just don't have an artistic mind.  I am more concrete.  I see objects for what they are... a flower is a flower.  So, I started pulling glass in shades of yellow and brown, I would make a sunflower.  Robin, who always sees colour, shades and depth before she even sees the picture began pulling blues and whites... she was making.. "the ocean".
So, for the next hour... we danced through the shards of glass, pulling odd shapes and perfect shades.  We moved the pieces all over the glass and all around our work area.  It was very easy to find every shape and shade you can possibly imagine in that huge pile of glass.
Robin questioned Christine on things like... what colour will this colour end up like once its fired.  She asked about relationship to each other and what would this texture end up like.  I merely sat at my spot and moved glass around and marvelled at how NOT artistic I am!

Once you have your picture just how you like it, you have to take it apart and put it back together using a little dab of white glue on the back of each piece.  Christine cautioned us on using too much as it burns in the kiln and leaves scars if you use too much.  thankfully, I had my phone and was able to take a picture of each of our unglued creations before I took mine apart.  I KNOW I would need to refer back to it as I put the layers back together.

Robin had a vision so it was easier for her to recreate her art, because she tweaked it here and there as she re built.  Mine, on the other hand needed to look like a flower again, or the game would be lost!

Once they were glued in place, we got to select a hanger that gets fused to the top and then Christine brought our creations to the kiln.  She would fire them overnight for us, along with several others that were made int he morning by a group of "Red Hat" ladies.  We walked with her as she brought them to the kiln and we both showered her with questions about how she made this or that as we walked past their workbenches.  She gave us a demo on how she makes a "simple" bird with a wing.  She showed us all the tools and some tricks.  I was amazed and impressed and then we spent over a half hour just wondering around the store looking at all the amazing pieces and wondering how they were made.
We could barely contain ourselves in anticipation of what our fired window art would look like when we picked them up the next day. (We paddled the Shubie the next day and BARELY got to the shop on time to pick them up!)

Robins waves... and amazingly, there are three orange/red kayaks and one blue one...  bobbing in the waves... exactly what happened when the four of us spent the afternoon "Shooting the Shubie"!

My Sunflower, with a little dragonfly friend and my signature Lady Bug!  You can be sure, I will go back again. Actually, I have a date booked already to bring Kelly, Gilli and Aubrey to work on their very own creations!