I was in Ottawa for the last 24 hours with Camp Tech. I had a couple hours to kill before my flight home, so I checked out the Tulip Festival. It’s so beautiful! Here are some pics of my favourites. Some of them don’t even look like tulips, like the Yellow Pomponettes. And some have funny names like Sensual Touch. Gorgeous. If you get a chance to check it out, I highly recommend!
Lately Ian has been doing more than his fair share of the parenting duties as I’ve had a lot of work commitments. So to even the scales a little bit, and have some precious time with Clara (who is just shy of 4 years old), we had a girls-only date on Saturday.
We spent the afternoon at the TIFF Lightbox, having lunch at Canteen (we both had mac and cheese with bacon lardons… so yummy), watching The Little Mermaid on the big screen, and then checking out the DigiPlaySpace exhibit. It was so much fun. Highly recommended!
There’s a seismic monitoring station in Ecuador known as Casa del Arbo (“The Treehouse”). It has a rickety swing hanging from one of the tree branches, and it swings over a 100 foot drop. No harness, no net, or any other safety feature. The swing is commonly known as “the swing at the edge of the world.”
Would you swing on it? I don’t know if I would!
via Atlas Obscura. Top photo by David Silo, bottom left photo unknown credit, bottom right photo by Adam Rifkin.
My dog Isabel is a Border Collie/Australian Shepherd crossed with something small. I think she’s part Corgi because she’s so long and short. Whatever she is, she LOVES snow. Here’s a video of her running in the fresh snow earlier today. Makes me smile.
Okay, not really. I’m not Danish at all. But I have been hearing a lot about a Danish concept recently. I’ve seen a bunch of articles all about hygge, the concept of well-being/cozy/social/friendly/warm-ness that is a central part of Danish culture, particularly in the winter. The more definitions of hygge that I read make me think this isn’t just a strategy for getting through long, cold winters… it’s a way of life (this is the best definition of hygge I’ve read). And it sounds a lot like how I live my life (prioritizing time spent with friends and family, warmth, comfort, art, good food, drink, conversation, etc). Now I really want to go to Denmark and experience hygge first-hand.
[the blurry photos above are from an evening spent with my best friends, in the yurt at the Ceili Cottage in the middle of winter. It doesn’t get much more hygge than that]
Last night Ian and I watched a documentary I had recorded on the PVR from before Christmas. It was called Twin Sisters and it was shown on The Passionate Eye on the CBC (an internet search shows it was also aired on PBS, but I don’t think it’s on Netflix. You can stream it for $5 on Vimeo).
The film is about twin sisters who were adopted as babies in China. Their adoptive parents were told they weren’t sisters, but they did a DNA test to check, and they’re identical. One is being raised with her family in a suburb in California, and the other is being raised in a small town of 200 people in Norway.
It is so so lovely. The filmmakers did a wonderful job being sensitive with tough issues of biology, siblinghood (I don’t think that’s a word), adoption, and cultural differences. If you get a chance to watch it, go for it. It’s won a bajillion awards, all well deserved. The trailer is below.
We picked up this tent from Ikea for Clara’s room, and she adores it. She puts her stuffed animals in with her, pulls the flaps shut, and reads books (often out loud which is hilarious and adorable). Did you have a tent or a special spot as a kid? I had a treehouse, which was just the best. Even as an adult, I’m kind of jealous of Clara’s special place.