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Saturday, June 18, 2005

The wheels are turning

Had a lovely afternoon touring the area with Tim, Simone, Ben (age 4), Max (age 3) and Sammy (one tomorrow). We also went for a lot of walks .. very slow ones. It's good to slow down. they are a lot of fun .. stopping to see a fire truck was the big deal today.

We drove along the coast of the Annapolis Basin and looked at a lot of water, a lot of rocky beaches and a lot of real estate. I am thinking it would be so good to live in Ontario 6 months out of the year (because the funding for my projects is better in Ontario) and then come out here for 6 months out of the year. There are lots of houses that would make really good arts retreat centres with just the right atmosphere.

Oh, the ideas never quit. I am thinking that I may never come home. But then I get thinking about all those pictures I've seen of Nova Scotia snowfalls and think that maybe the summer here is the best idea.

After having galavanted all over two counties this morning (AND found a new Frenchy's!) it's time to stay home tonight. Got some fits of writing coming on. And piano to be played. I would love to go get a bottle of wine -- my Muse (aka Creative Spirit) gets really playful when she has a bit of wine. But I have promised myself that I might be able to buy one of the gorgeous hats I tried on last week if I save up my money (there is a stunning purple broadbrimmed hat with an ostrich feather that I am lusting after. All it will take is the cost of 6 cheap bottles of wine and I've got it. Tonight I can count bottle #1 foregone towards the price.)

There have been a couple of allusions to the infamous Frenchy's so far on this blog. Frenchy's, for all of you uninitiated, is kind of like Value Village but much more chaotic, rustic and much better buys if you look carefully. The other day I bought a suit handmade in Indonesia with mother of pearl buttons and shiny silky patches of fabric and embroidery on the collar and pockets. Brand new -- still had the label on it -- and it only cost me 8 bucks for a pair of pants, a sleeveless top and matching pants. Easily a $200 suit. It is perfect for art openings -- countercultural in an elegant kind of way.

Well, must go put on supper ... without wine ... oh, the sacrifice we make for gorgeous hats and other things of beauty.

I'm still thinking of not coming home ...

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