Patti and I are walking in the evenings again. It's nice, it makes me sleep better at night. Although with deeper sleep comes stranger dreams - don't remember what I was dreaming about last night but I found myself standing panic-stricken in the kitchen at 6AM. Sometimes in the last few years, bad dreams make me leap out of bed and head upstairs, a kind of sleepwalking, I think. I'm not even sure why going upstairs is the thing my body decides to do, without my knowledge. Who's in charge here?
Some other walkers I met recently - Chris and Clark. They are retrying a trip they attempted in 2005 - walking across Victoria Island. I wish them luck. They stopped in at the detachment to register, which we really like in wilderness travellers.
Miguel's mad at me. He went downstairs a while ago, and Rachel just came and told me he's not here... I'm not sure why he's mad at me, but I do know _I_ would be in big trouble if I walked away like that... men.
Friday, May 23, 2008
Monday, May 19, 2008
In the eighties, there was a Wind in the Willows series that I used to watch with a kid I babysat. In one episode, the weasels convince Mr. Toad to buy shares in the Arctic Pineapple Corporation...
I'm growing a pineapple. I started it from a pineapple top, when they sent us a particularly healthy specimen in Food Mail. It doesn't look like much yet, but I'm sure it will yield a crop of tasty Arctic Pineapples.