...finds me back at the packing. Turns out roving me had the upper hand this morning and I joined Stephanie at the downtown weekend market with Janice and Patti. We ate low-fat cherry cheesecake in the sun, then walked to the Beaverbrook Art Gallery to check out the Dali. (Remember that one?) On the way I ran into Shannon (check out her live journal on the list at left) and we formed a gang. Coming back through the city we saw that the river has risen higher than I'd thought: threatening the art gallery and the library, not cool M. Fleuve St. Jean!! It's a little freaky, it's gotten so wide and brown, and there are tips of bushes sticking out where the walking trail used to be. And we're supposed to get more rain on Sunday!
Hmm. A city that floods. But still--I will miss you, Freddy!
Back at the packing. Here I go.
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I'm a 27 year old Canadian woman. I grew up on Cape Breton Island, although my parents and their families are from Quebec and Ohio. Currently I live in Cape Breton, in a small town by the Bras D'Or Lake.
I can make a good soup and tie my own shoes. I've worked as a nanny, a potter's assistant, a shop clerk, and a janitor. I've also worked in a library, and taught computers to seniors. I've travelled to Australia and New Zealand and across Canada by train. I spent two and a half years in university before I left. I like the way the air smells in the Fall.
Since 2002 - this is my blog, a place for me to write about life, what I experience, to share my photography and my writing. I'm glad you're here!
I can make a good soup and tie my own shoes. I've worked as a nanny, a potter's assistant, a shop clerk, and a janitor. I've also worked in a library, and taught computers to seniors. I've travelled to Australia and New Zealand and across Canada by train. I spent two and a half years in university before I left. I like the way the air smells in the Fall.
Since 2002 - this is my blog, a place for me to write about life, what I experience, to share my photography and my writing. I'm glad you're here!
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