Welcome to my Writing, Artsy-doodly, Camino, everday world
My routines that keep my life buzzing
No, not me getting wet, writing to you from chilly Edmonton in Canada, but doing much vicarious sailing as I follow along with the skippers of the Vendée Globe – around the world, unassisted, no land stops single-handed sailing race. This race is held every four years and my second time becoming a complete groupie….
Not only is Dorset a rural gem – it is also bursting with history and culture: Thomas Hardy country, the Tolpuddle Martyrs and the Jurassic coastline, just for starters.
The watery highway that is the North Atlantic: you can fly over it in five hours or so OR you can take 7 days on the Cunard Queen Mary 2 as my husband and I did in September. This is a very mid-century way to travel and such a contrast to the airport/plane routine and all that stress and lost luggage!
Banff, like any self-respecting tourist destination has some really neat shops and stores. And because the scenery is so spectacular we would love to take a bit of it home. And this we can do with paintings and photographs. This is where the new art kid comes in.
We are just over a long weekend and I am bushed, all in, done for, whacked..However, it was not just any old long weekend, this is the time for the annual Regatta at Seba Beach Summer Village where we have our cottage.
Recently two studies have been published and they are full of dire warnings about lack of sleep: less than eight hours, will lead to dementia! Talk about a guilt trip for us insomniacs. The message is clear: “Sleep or you will be a burden to your family and society.” I am a lousy sleeper!
I love the BC ferry that runs between Vancouver and Vancouver Island, It has so many things going for it: first of all, I am usually setting out for a holiday and a visit with family and dear friends, second, it has wonderful seascapes and thirdly, at an hour and a half, it is a comfortable duration allowing a good look at the sea, explore the ship and if it is morning, time to get breakfast.
Yesterday I saw that there is a distinct pecking order in the land of birdwatching when it comes to geese.
The joy of hankering down for a good old book read. I am doing that now with Amor Towles book A Gentleman in Moscow.
Our winter activities, the outside ones, in Canada, in winter, involve slipping, sliding and if it works out well, gliding along on some natural white surface. That means snow or ice.