I wrote an exam this morning that wiped me out for the rest of the day. For me, writing three essays in 3 1/2 hours in French is a WHOLE lot more difficult than writing them in English. But I did it. I got into the car to come home and could just feel everything start to relax - even my tear ducts. I shed a few tears of pure relief.
One more exam to go before I take a little break. That will be next Friday. Then I'll really relax. Meanwhile, I wandered around our yard with the camera before dinner, admiring all the little beauties of spring. Chives that are ready to burst into flower - I like sprinkling the flower petals on salads, too. They are a little more piquant than the stems.
And the lilacs. Oh my, what a heavenly fragrance they have. I had some in the house last week and they scented the living room beautifully.
And this is a plant I don't know the name of - it's very hardy, native to this area, I think. I like it because of its blue flowers and elegant architecture.
Dinner tonight is a grilled shrimp, watermelon and feta salad. In just a few minutes. I can't wait.
Meet Chantal and Annette. They're made from all kinds of scraps that I just can't bear to discard.Some have been around for a long time. Although it might seem like there are many steps to making this doll, just take them one by one and you'll have your own Scrap Bag Doll in no time. She's 20 inches tall and would make a perfect companion for a little girl.
Here's what you need to get started:
Fabric - naturally! You can use any size or shape of scraps for this project. Piecing the fabric in squares or rectangles will result in a different, but charming look than using strips as I did. I used strips because that's what I had most of in my scrap bag, and I supplemented them with larger rectangles.
When choosing fabrics, go bright or subdued. I collected pieces that went together, but a truly scrap doll could be made by just pulling fabrics without thinking.
My bag had to be at school this morning, along with my sleeping bag, so that the vans could be packed. We will be driving, in 4 vehicles - 3 large vans and a small bus - for three long days to Mexico. I have a little tote bag and my pillow to take tomorrow.
As part of the team of chaperones and drivers for this trip, I had to get my commercial driving licence. That meant a computer knowledge test (which I failed the first time because I didn't study enough about engines and torque and shifting), plus a driving test that included a vehicle inspection. That I did pass. Then, I needed a medical sign-off from my doctor assuring the licensing office that I was of sound mind and body. Also passed.
In a recent conversation with a friend, (actually, with more than one friend), she expressed both admiration and not a little horror that I would do such this - both go to Mexico and get my licence. To summarize what my friends said: "I've decided I'm too old to do things that are …
The waters between the west coast of Canada (the mainland) and our own Vancouver Island (comparable to Th Netherlands in size) are dotted with many islands of various sizes. Most of them have been, or are inhabited. This past weekend, Tim and I took a short boat excursion to Thetis Island. It's very rural, with no town to speak of, but it's only a short ferry ride to a village with most services. On Saturday mornings there are 2 farmer's markets on Thetis. We purchased a loaf of freshly made bread and a cinnamon bun for Tim.
There's a small red schoolhouse with one room. The student population fluctuates from year to year - this year there are 12 students. We peeked in the windows and counted the desks. High school students take the ferry across to a larger school.
Roads wind along the shoreline and across the interior of the island. Walking trails lead to abandoned barns and rocky inlets.
On Saturday we walked south to north, covering about half of the length of the is…