Provincial Parks – First Visit in Ontario

Like Ken Burns, I think that provincial and national parks are great. When I was living in Alberta, without any thought of ever leaving, I had thought about planning a photography project; I was going to photograph all of the Provincial Parks in Alberta. While I rarely miss living there, I do miss the beauty, and peace, of the Albertan landscape. Continue reading “Provincial Parks – First Visit in Ontario”

I’m up too late

Not having anything to get up for in the morning means that I stay up late. I did some laundry, which is now clean but still in the hamper. After the laundry, I did an assortment of things. Here’s a picture that sums up my evening. Bonus points if you know what song was playing when I took the photo.

This is what I got up to this evening.
This is what I got up to this evening.

Health 2 Healthy

I’ve got two minutes to get this post out, because I’m in a rush to do too many things. Instead of getting right to the point, I thought I should take the time to mention the above.

My sister, lovely woman that she is, has started a new blog. She does this about once a year. This time, however, she’s committed to three years of blogging!

Her blog is about the life of a counsellor. I think that this is a really important exercise for her. Please let me encourage you to check it out and follow her, as she documents things. Admittedly, I have yet to peruse her newest online endeavour.

She’s smarter than me, so you’ll likely find more valuable information and insights on her blog than on mine.

The blog is called From Health to Healthy: The Life of a Counsellor.


A Decade-long Memory of What Happened Changed in One Extra Second

Yesterday, June 30, 2015, an extra second was added to our clocks. I have no real idea why exactly, but it’s probably similar to why we have leap years.

I’m not sure if it was because of that extra second, but I’ve nothing else to blame it on: I learned something about my past that changed what I had held true for over a decade. Needless to say, if I had written about this same experience yesterday, it wouldn’t have been the same. Mind you, I wouldn’t have had the experience so I wouldn’t have been able to write about it. Continue reading “A Decade-long Memory of What Happened Changed in One Extra Second”