Thursday, 22 November 2018

The Mountain

Thursday, 15 November 2018

The Deadly Sands

...and winds.



The weather alerts for the high winds we've been experiencing for the last 24 hours have finally ended. What a blow! #nlwx


Tuesday, 6 November 2018

Taking a break

You know you're fried when you find yourserlf turning into the wrong lane on a busy boulevarfd.

That's wehag happened tgo me today.

Wopnt' be back for a while...




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Saturday, 3 November 2018

Wrap Up 2018

Like a lot of my life right now Halloween was a blur. I didn't even get pics of the little boneyard out front. Wednesdays are a particularly heavy day at school so I didn't get home till about 4:30 pm. Threw some savoury pies I picked up at grocery store into the oven to warm up and raced around to do the final prep. I had the candy, comics, and chips by the front door so it was just a matter of sorting and putting up a few sorry last 'touches.' Based on the pic below who among you guessed right about the snacks?







Gotta say this was the first year I actually thought of putting the treats outside on the front step. (What have I become?) But we don't have much of a front step and the climate here doesn't really allow for that particularly on Wednesday.

As you can see from the view of the harbour below, October 31 was a rather dull, drizzly day; only thing worse would have been pouring rain. By the way, I took this pic from the 3rd floor mezzanine at The Rooms  where I was on Wednesday to see an installation piece I have to write a critique about.



As it was the drizzle kept the trick or treater numbers down from last year. Rough estimate...maybe 30 door knocks between 6 and 8:30 pm? In between knocks I watched the 2005 movie version of Bewitched...meh. Hubby came home and ate other half of the pies. In bed by 10 pm I think.

Best part - comics were a big hit!
Worst part - too tired to enjoy the best night of the year :(

Friday, 2 November 2018

In remembrance...

I would like to take the opportunity, on this Day of the Dead, to remember some of those who are no longer here to share things with.

Terry
Lois
Dad
Phil
Mom

Thursday, 1 November 2018

No disrespect intended

So, when I was a teenager in high school way back when, there was this...activity that some kids used to do on the weekends and during the summer. It was known as "partying in the crypts."

When you are a teen privacy becomes really important. You don't want your parents, or siblings, in your room. You don't want to have to tell your parents where you are going and who you are going to be with every time you step outside your door. You just want your own space! And a space you can share with your fiends friends. But you don't have much in the way of money.

Me and my friends hung out in the local parks. There was one near the school we'd go to and one way the hell away from school on the banks of a river. But what happens when it rains or when the weather starts turning colder? Where do you go then?

Why, the cemetery, of course! The cemetery where there are lots of crypts, which are basically small rooms, really. Crypts that have had the locks on the doors bashed in or crypts that have had bricks removed in the back to allow access. Yep, that's right. Partying in the crypts meant just that. Hanging out in a crypt with your friends to do the things teens want to do away from prying eyes.

I never did it tho. It seemed far too dangerous. Even for the witchy girl I was. What if a pissed off spirit came home with me? Nah, I wouldn't risk that.

I did go to the crypt cemetery one moon lit night with some friends tho. For a game of tag. Almost ended very badly when someone ran straight towards an open grave while looking the other way. Luckily, for them, I was hiding in that open grave and saw them coming. I popped up and yelled to give them a heads up before they fell in. Which totally freaked them out of course. But at least they didn't fall in and break their neck or mine!

Crypt at Pere Lachaise 2008