500

Yes, dear friends, I've actually managed to somehow write 500 posts on this blog. It's rather surprising, shocking, and just a tad encouraging that I have gone somewhere along this path I'm on. 

I meant to post this on Sunday, but my day wasn't exactly what I expected, and yesterday was full of classes and studying until about 10 o'clock at night. And I'm housesitting, with no wifi for my new computer (although I suppose I could get on the computer that's at the house) so I didn't post last night. Oh dear, there went August!

But as it is my 500th post, I'd like to host a drawing, which I'll pull a name on the 14 of September. Dear Saminda has suggested I give dishcloths, another friend has suggested that I give away a pint or so of dandelion jelly. 

So, just leave a comment, let others know! 

And thank you all for reading. :)

Tasha- Inspiration for a Quiet Life

I hope you've all enjoyed your Tasha Tudor day! Mine has just begun, as I worked for eight hours in the early part of the morning, then came home and napped. :) I'll post about my day later! Light and warmth ~ Laura

Plans for Tasha Day

Well, tomorrow's Tasha day, and I've pretty much settled on making a wool Owlie-Sack for the baby. All things go well and I'll post photos of how everything goes. I'm hoping to also have a tea, even if it's just me (not sure how it'd work with the littles), read some poetry, and maybe do some personal writing - not just homework.

Right now, I'm hanging out at my favourite cafe, drinking tea and relishing the feeling of having a defeated a bit of Calculus. I didn't bring one of my hand-outs from class, so I'll work on more later. Plus, my brain is almost dead from being up over 12 hours and it being only mid-afternoon. I don't really like or function well with early morning work-shifts. And people think teaching is hard- try kitchen work at five in the morning... At any rate, I have plenty of inspiration to keep working at college!

I realized today that I shall soon be hitting my five hundredth post, and I think I shall post a give-away, what do you think? Perhaps jelly, or dishclothes.... or something like that. Let me know what you think!

Week One Accomplished!

My first week of classes is over. I'm not quite sure what to think: I have a lot of calculus homework to do, which threatens my general happiness about the weekend. I just finished my fiction work, have a bit of Spanish (I'll write about that tomorrow afternoon), and one thing for Oral Comm.

I'm not looking forward to five in the morning work tomorrow either. I'd almost rather stay doing school over the weekend than that. Part of it is the actual work itself, the other bit probably being the whole "I'm getting out of bed at 3:15 in the morning just to work at a job that I can't stand."

But, hey, this is life, right?

Tasha Tudor Day

It's coming up on the 28th!

One of my favourite artists, and inspiration for the simple life. Two years ago, Jenny of Little Jenny Wren brought Tasha Tudor day to my attention.

On this day, do something simple or creative or relaxing in honour of Tasha. Drink a nice cuppa, read some poetry, make something crafty, sing some lullabies, draw, maybe write something. Anything that makes you feel peaceful, rested and happy.

I'm thinking of casting on for a baby-blanket, or perhaps a baby sack instead. I'll let you know how it goes. And if you're planning on having a Tasha moment on the 28th, just leave a note and let me know either what you're planning, or how it goes for you!

Have a lovely, warm day, full of light and peace!

Calculus is Coming to Get Me

Well, my first class starts in half an hour. I'm on the verge of "break-down and spazz." We have two little ones at home as well, so my mind is also on them.

I'm not sure what to expect from calculus this semester. I was doing well at HC, but that is no guarantee for how well I will do here. Though I have heard great things about the teacher from friends- it'd be a little more reassuring if they weren't all math-lovers to begin with.

However, it's only an hour long, and then I'll have time to breathe afterwards, and eat, and see a friend who is leaving next week for her college. And then, I have speech class later tonight.

Possibly the only class that can scare me more than math. At least it's not physics, right?

100 Hours

I seem to be doing a count-down to school, so I'll start off saying: I have have about 100 hours until I begin my first class for this semester. That class happens to be calculus. Not that I really like math, at all, but I have hopes to at least get a B in this class and be done with it forevermore.

I'm actually pretty happy about going back to school, even if sometimes I'd rather just be a kid again doing the fun parts of learning: early books, addition for maths, and playing outside for hours and hours. But I am taking Russian and a Fiction class as well this autumn, and I know I couldn't take those if I was only seven. A part of me is a little afraid that I won't have anyone to talk to and school will just boil down to "study, attend class, write up homework, work, and sleep." But a friend's mother says that I'm sure to see people I know (this is part of a small town where I've lived my whole life, and I am not an obscure member of the community. Not sure if that's a compliment or not) and if not, I'll make friends over the time I spend here. 

My books are bought, or at least ordered; my schedule is set; and now, I just have to pray, breathe, and study. At least this year, I'll be living at home while attending school, so I don't have to worry about campus food (the little restaurant on campus is excellent though, I love the fries.) And I won't have to worry about dorm life, or any of the problems inherent in a campus where everyone lives within five minutes of each other and there's no escaping the drama of the interwoven lives... 

All in all, life should be fun and interesting these next few months. I'll have more time, hopefully, than last year for blogging, crafts and photography. And I won't be forever in the health-centre. 

A Highlight of Tea

Two of our former foster girls are over for the day- it's been so rainy they've been shut up and we wanted to see them before they start school on Tuesday next.

Since I was picking them up after work, which ended for me shortly after ten, I thought I'd have a slight treat for us.

I stopped at the tea shoppe, and let the girls pick a tea for us to drink later. We ended up with Chocolate Mint for them, Blackberry and Blueberry-Heather for me. And a quarter pound of licorice pieces. Plus plenty of exclamations of adoration for various vintage hats, and teapots, and books and jewellery.

Now, for a day of laughter, music, Sleeping Beauty, raspberries, and tea.

And Oh Lord...

I am in an extremely nostalgic mood right now. Maybe it's the weather. Maybe it's the fact I'm starting school again in a week. Or maybe it's that two dear friends were married on Saturday. 

Or maybe it's just me. 

Here is a video especially for my parents. They raised me on Peter, Paul and Mary, and I still love their music. In fact, Peter, Paul and Mary was the first concert I went to that I remember at all.

Thanks Mum and Dad. :)

Is it really the middle of August?

In one week, I'm starting school again. I'm slightly bewildered as to where my summer has gone. It's been so rainy and cold that it seems we've been cheated of our season.

I've also been working recently, and am very tired from all that. Hopefully I'll be a little more regular in my updating once school begins. Although, I wasn't all the best with that last year during school.

Oh, and last night was the summer Gala concert, which I was actually not in this year, which was very strange. I missed playing the music and seeing the people who are a part of it, but I did appreciate not having the added stress and time-commitments the last two weeks.

If you have any extra sunshine to spare, please send it my way. Mum would love it very much.

Rasberries, Strawberries, I'm-Eating-Too-Many-Berries

Today, I found that our raspberries are more than ready for gathering. I got Mum to come out and join me in the picking process...

But she was waylaid by the strawberries. So she gathered them, while I picked through about half the raspberry plants.

Later, she went out and got the rest of the raspberries that were ready. In all, we got three litres of raspberries. And probably about two or so of strawberries.

And now, I've eaten over half of the strawberries, and we still have kiwi-fruit, blueberries, and other berries to eat, along with seasonal fruit. I'm starting to feel like I'm on a fruit-only diet...

Which is just wonderful.