Latest Work...The Jon Series:






this has kept me pretty busy over the last week or two.

Spring Sketching

Kyle's Easter Egg Hunt

Many treasures to be found.

Today's Events...

Well winter is still here...so today started with boots and all the other layers one needs to deal with the weather right now. Thankfully, I believe that the snow banks are finally starting to seep away, they are no longer matching me in height which is very reassuring. Kye and I tried to embrace Saturday's blizzard with an evening stroll to Mother India (roti hot spot). It was a great on the journey there, we laughed and snapped some pics of our adventure, our hats becoming mini snow banks themselves, and making it quite easy to play "pretend to be a mountain" along the side streets. The way back was less enjoyable, mostly due to unfavorable winds, socks squirming to the end of boots, and brain freeze. But eventually we made it home safe and sound, snow drenched and ready for dinner. All in all a good night.

That Guy...


The truck holds onto the smell of hip waders like you wouldn’t believe. They are roasting in the back cabin. The push and pull of his foot on the brake, the stretched melodies on the warped cassettes and his stories spinning faster than the wheels, makes for a good ride.

He smells like everything I need.

List

Cherry chapped stick, the taste of grade three
Skin flaking as if gravity were missing
Hair reaching shoulders, damp still
the hamburger phone from the Dawson’s house, the scent of plastic and gossip
ten minutes till work

You hearts Me!

Tonight...

rain takes the shape
of frozen seeds 
that mimic the sound tiny feet
with tiny tap shoes
shuffling south

down the window pane
away from a misty shelter
of melting night.

Traditional Lithuanian Wedding Dress....just a thought.

i went outside after sunday to try to find something with stems, with leaves, something to remind me that our feet would soon be able to run about with out socks. i found this couch, wedged in a snow bank. it was mostly the colour of the seventies, but the daisies were sweet.

kyle proposed to me the day before i went out and about, looking for life. the day before it was several degrees warmer, and the snow banks were slowly melting away, making our sidewalks into shallow rivers, running towards the roads. we were heading for dinner with friends. our feet were swallowed up in socks and boots, our steps heavy. it was awkward traveling through the water ways. we tripped on ice bergs, and had to hide from Arctic night monsters, you know the ones that live in a miniature state, until the sun sets, then they grow into giants...it was quite an ordeal getting to the corner of our street. And then we were safe in the humm of street light, and that's when kyle turned to me and proposed a proposal, a very seriously serious proposal! And I said a very certainly certain yes! It was a wondrously wonderful thing. After we held hands and did a dance in our winter boots, pounding puddles into disarray and sending the Arctic animals into a frenzy.