Saturday, 23 May 2015

Summer food

Last summer, I made peace with feeding my kids.  I decided that we will eat as if it were summer all year round.  Why do vegetables have to be cooked? Why do meals have to be complicated?  They don't, in the summer. We all feast on camp suppers and bbq buffets and picnics. I decided to picnic through the snow storms and right through till June.  Picnicing to save our lives. Cucumber and dip and hummus and toast with avocado and berries and cereal for supper (occasionally).  Food is food no matter the time of day or year, let's just eat it and move on!  I've got another picnic to pack.

A 30th of a second

I regularly listen to  As it Happens while I wash the dishes.  Their interview with photographer  Sally Mann  made me want more dirty dishes so I could keep on listening. She explains her experience capturing her kids pre-iphone. She urges the listener to remember that photographs capture but a 30th of a second of their lives and they therefore, only tell one story.  The rest of their story will be told in other ways, some by their choosing, some not.  The rest of the interview is fascinating too about her Southern upbringing and her newer photography projects.

Friday, 22 May 2015

As the day gets on

"The sun himself is weak when he first rises, and gathers strength and courage as the day gets on."-Charles Dickens

The points

How you get points in this game, how you lose points and how the points get saved is known by one, and one alone.

Monday, 11 May 2015

Free Market forces

Should we pre-pour the lemonade the night before?

Should we switch business plans?


                                                             Workforce engagement.

Monday, 4 May 2015

Your own eccentric version

"Your own exploration therefore has to be personalized; you're doing it for yourself, increasing your own store of particular knowledge, walking your own eccentric version of the city. ” 
-Lost Art of Walking, Geoff Nicholson

friends in a can

We spent a lot of time walking together this weekend.We walked downtown and uptown
and back again.

The companions along the journey were these little creatures and their strollers, bikes and scooters. 
They were acquired at a yard sale on Saturday morning and
every hill and decline they met they
were tested.  They passed every one.

These friends in a can drew into my son's fold a host of new and old friends along the way.