60/60

Or 30/60. This one up Watatic on the midstate with the Z's, with a bonus walk at Beaver Brook. And dinner after. Lots of dinner.

Friday hanging around

And very little else. Sarah and Jon went off to the lakehouse to visit their Dad and stepmother and we slugged. I went back to bed, slept off a sleepless night and a migraine and we pretty much vegged all the day long.

Shopping redux

We left the house early, early enough for diner breakfast at my new favorite local place, Three Dawgz - where I tried to convince them to carry poutine. But maybe it would be better for me if they didn't. . .And then shopping. And some more shopping. Followed by shopping. (I did score big at J Jill for my patience tho - nice to be rewarded) We ended up at my sister's for a lovely visit and simple meal with the two girl cousins who were there. E. getting ready to go off to Missoula and K. my other daughter who is staying in Kittery while on an intern site placement.

Shopping

With Sarah. Who love my opinion on her wardrobe. 5 hours at Marshalls. 5 hours at one friggin store. I'm a saint. Really. And then home for dinner and my post shopping collapse. No yoga yet!

Je suis arrive

From our Canadian sojourn on the tour du Sarah. Up early, out of the campground - NOT that difficult when a bear kept me up all night - out to breakfast at a completely charming little place in the Laurentians on our way out of the area and on to Montreal to pick up the girl. Then to the last poutine stop before the border (food loomed large today) and home where we mostly collapsed into the evening. There was television.

Hurts so Good

We moved today to the more developed part of the park, which was surprisingly populated . I don't know why that surprised me (I guess I thought everyone would move out on Sunday morning). Early morning, after last night's loon lullaby, we got up, packed up and hiked L'Envol which was a short but sturdy climb to a vista of the lakes chain and Laurentian backdrop in the Pimbina (central) district of the park. Lovely and the best part was that we had it all to ourselves. We hiked again once we had camped, up to another vista La Corniche and rather obsessively (on my part, yes) did the drive and short hike/walk to the other two falls (chutes), Diable falls and Croches falls in this district - the Diable district of the park. We're sore tonight, but happy and I can only hope sleep will come my way.

BEAR!!!!!!

Tonight we had the last night of camping and after a lot of hiking and swimming AND a poutine outing, had a light dinner by the campfire and early bed. Somewhere in the middle night hours, I heard clanging by the picnic table - not much out there since we keep a very clean site, just a clean stove and empty water pot - and realized we had a bear visitor. Nothing there, I thought, it'll move on. But it didn't, so I shouted and in the process woke S. up. A bear, I hissed in response to his groggy query - a bear he repeated, where? There. I pointed to the dark shadow. And yelled again. The bear didn't move. I got a flashlight and shone it out of the tent. At this point I heard only snuffling as the bear sniffed and (probably) licked whatever it had found out there. Oh s**t that's right. I spilled some oil from the smoked oysters on the table. That must have been what the bear was after. Great. I ATE those same smelly oysters. And although I brushed my teeth, I hadn't washed my face. Was it on my lips still? Did I smell delicious to a bear? At this point I heard nothing. S-, I hissed, I don't know where it is. Is it gone? At that moment, I heard a pot clatter at a point below us, followed by a female shriek. I know where it is now. S. barely awake to begin with, was quickly back asleep for the night. I on the other hand, tracked the bears progress through the campground based on the direction the sounds of clattering pots, muffled curses and screams and slamming car doors (for the people who were now sleeping in their cars) came from.

A Happy Birthday

And it was. I had the best time ever. Morning with my honey, a diner breakfast at a brand new (to us) place, and an afternoon barbecue housewarming at friends, and early evening on the beach along with dinner out. It was most delightful. A good augury for the year ahead!

Water Fire

After a morning and afternoon of recovery from yoga camp, I was deeply motivated by S's comment that "he'd done more in the 24 hours I was back than in the whole week I was gone" to find a fun thing to cross off our summer list. So in spite of the heat, or perhaps along with it (we surrender!) we went off to deep Ellum and had fries - pretty good but still not poutine - and beer before heading down to Providence for the canal fire pyre lighting. What a mob scene. What a lovely night. What a great walk and beginning to the birthday celebration weekend. I loved the gondoliers of Providence.

Water Fire

After a morning and afternoon of recovery from yoga camp, I was deeply motivated by Steve's comment that "he'd done more in the 24 hours I was back than in the whole week I was gone" to find a fun thing to cross off our summer list. So in spite of the heat, or perhaps along with it (we surrender!) we went off to deep Ellum and had fries - pretty good but still not poutine - and beer before heading down to Providence for the canal fire pyre lighting. What a mob scene. What a lovely night. What a great walk and beginning to the birthday celebration weekend.

Yoga Camp Day 4

I really like our class group which is nice, because I'm not getting a whole lot of inspiration from the training, which is a shame because its pretty costly. Today, I would have left after the ridiculous group project shut down. I think that if our teacher wants to tell long stories starring her son and then gives the class no space to even ask questions let alone complete the project groups (I paid the price for a long winded mediation induction and got cut off about 20 seconds in - but, no I'm not bitter) presentations, that might mean a little work on teacher ego is called for? I guess this is yoga too, finding a way to offer good will and appreciation to teaching twits. But I wish I were doing something else out here. Anything but this class. I will say that I am constructing a teacher training for adults at the congregation based on what "not to do" and for that, I thank this class and teacher.

Yoga Camp Day 3

I'm not sure how I feel about this training but I certainly know how I feel about the teacher. What a twit. She may be a fabulous yoga practitioner and an experienced and adept Montessori, but she's a lousy teacher of adults. I am so glad I have knitting. And I also found her video of children pretty uninspiring. My days are thus and appear to be so for the rest of the week. Up for Sahdahana at 6:00, off to breakfast at 8 or so for miso soup and steamed veggies (although I have discovered rice cakes and jam for sweet treat) and class at 9:00. Yoga before lunch (today it was yoga dance - fun), then lunch - more vegetables and healthy stuff, class and then yoga before dinner. Dinner and then something after dinner. So far, everything after dinner involves more yoga. And then off to the whirlpool and shower before I climb into bed in dorm room. Yoga camp? Yoga boot camp more like it.

Yoga Camp Day 2

THERE IS NO AIR CONDITIONING HERE AND I HAVE TO DO LARGE AMOUNTS OF VIGOROUS YOGA EXERCISE??????? So wrong. But alas here I am and I'm in hopes that I can actually use something I learn here. That may or may not happen. But in the meantime I'm having a hot yoga experience. My first day I took yoga before dinner, had dinner, went for a whirlpool and then went to bed in my dorm room. Most of the others are here with the same training program and seem nice enough. But it's hot. Really hot. There are fans. They are not helping.

Off to camp

Yoga camp. I am on my way to the radiant child yoga teacher training thing that was recommended by a colleague a while ago. She took it a couple of years ago and really enjoys using yoga with kids at work. I've never been to Kripalu so this part is of great interest to me.

Packing takes so much of the day, tho. Too much wine and post dinner drinks last night I thinks.