Mots Infinis

Inspi(red)

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Of The Night

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Whats In The Bag?

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Cocoa Figure

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Effervescent

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Longing

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Moonshadow

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Below The Horizon

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Nude

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Timeless Hourglass

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Profiles

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You are loved.

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Springtime!

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Glow

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Scribbles

2010-04-16T13:46:00.000-07:00

Pushkin

2010-04-16T13:43:00.000-07:00

This is a short piece of work I wrote about a pony I love dearly...

The bond between me and “my” pony is something that words cannot possibly do justice. I know her better than anything. We communicate without words, and yet my connection to her is stronger than that with any human. As I cluck to her though the bars of her stall, she raises her head, mouth still full of hay, chewing slowly. Her ears prick forward and she gives a soft nicker. That sound is like a blanket to my soul; warm and comforting. Suddenly all the stresses of the week are gone, and it’s just me and her. I have only known her for 2 years, but it feels as though we have been together for an eternity. I know I can trust her completely, even though I am young and make mistakes. She forgives. I remember each small marking on her; two socks on opposite hind and front legs, a stripe down her face, an old freeze brand which over the years has turned into nothing more than white blotches, and a dark brown spot on her hindquarters in the shape of a lopsided heart. It is the lopsided heart which is so special to me, because both of us are a bit lopsided in a way. She being 32 and the oldest pony, swaybacked and somehow strong enough to continue teaching children to ride. I being unschooled for most of my life and shy, still nervous to go out on my own. I think it must be the love that makes the two of us still so strong. I can’t even begin to imagine my life without her. Though someday she will pass, for the time being I will enjoy each moment I share with this wonderful loving creature who speaks to me on such a completely different level.

Winter Trip Essay

2010-04-16T13:38:00.000-07:00

I have been in a program called CELP (check it out here: http://www.ugdsb.on.ca/celp/Parents.htm) and part of CELP is going on a 5 day winter camping trip, yep, in tents... For our English class we were required to write an essay about winter trip, so i thought i'd share mine with you :)

"How significant are humans in “the big picture”? Our seemingly small actions have an enormous impact on what we seem to think is a bountiful planet. Don’t get me wrong; we do live on an extraordinarily rich and diverse land, but sometimes we need to step back and look at the smaller things which affect us, personally. Take an old growth tree for example, we take it for granted. To us it seems like it has been there forever, no one will miss it when we turn it into stick-it notes, surely. Stars, also, they have always been there, and always will be. We all know the Big Dipper -- now let’s make things confusing for future generations by sticking a shiny space station right next to it. Though we don’t see the effects of these trees, Black Spruce bogs have been filtering the air that we breathe. During my recent winter trip to Algonquin Park, the old growth pines, stars, and spruce bogs are what stand out so vividly for me because they all share this feeling of untouched time which makes me think about how young the human race is in comparison to this ancient splendor which we are rapidly destroying.

The old growth pines in Algonquin may be as old as 400 years, I wouldn’t know for I was not there during their germination and all through their long lives. I wonder what they would say, if they could talk. Perhaps they may tell me about how the temperature has slowly been becoming warmer, or how they watched as their mothers were cut down and shipped through the vast river systems to be made into houses and furniture. I wonder. As I was sitting below a certain White Pine that I call Warren, I looked up and watched as the wind danced through his needles and a red squirrel jumped from branch to branch. He is a part of this landscape, like all the other trees. Roots firmly planted in the soil, unable to move. He filters the air I breath, and provides shade from the intense heart of a summer sun. I feel as though he and his brothers and sisters are watching over me, but at the same time, begging for help to be protected, as they are doing for me. I shudder to think how many other ancient trees like Warren are out there, quite possibly being exploited as you read this. How young and ignorant we humans are.

There is an estimate that the oldest star in the Milky Way is 13.2 billion years old. The Earth is estimated to be 4.55 billion years old. People as we know them have only been around for approximately 200,000 years. Though that seems like an awful long time, in the grand scheme of things, we’re young. Like children, humans have always marveled at the night sky, with its glistening specks of light. We’re mesmerized by these extra terrestrial lumps, because they are the unknown. Mankind has always had a fascination and love for everything untouched. Possibly because we all share the little knowledge we have of it, and we are all connected in our own unique way. As I lay upon the frozen lake, staring up into space, I trace the outline of Orion with my finger. I wonder how many people have seen those stars. What meaning do they have for them? I would like to imagine that we will never know about these stars, that they will stay there forever, as a constant reminder that there is something far greater and more powerful than ourselves out there.

When we are young, we often rely on other things for our survival—be it our parents, or the trees in our backyard. One feeds, washes, and clothes us. The other cleans the air we breathe. When we grow older we learn to take responsibility and do some of those things for ourselves. We cannot clean the air however, and will continue to rely on our environment to provide for us. In the Spruce bogs of Algonquin, the prime age of a Black Spruce is between 100 – 200 years. Can you imagine being in your prime at 150 years of age? We walk through the frozen bogs, and I look all around me and see the beautifully slender and stark silhouettes of the Black Spruce. I know that somewhere deep below me in the frozen ground, there are bits of plants and animals that have died and sunken through the layers of moss and sedge, down to the bottom where they are preserved for thousands of years by the lack of oxygen and highly acidic waters. This unique and eternal circle of life is what keeps us captivated, intrigued and amazed by the self sufficiency of the ancient natural world.

During my recent winter camping trip in Algonquin Park, the magnificence of the White Pines, stars, and Spruce bogs left such a deep imprint in my memory because of one mutual characteristic; untouched time. The huge space of the night sky, the seeming knowledge from an old tree, and the self sufficiency, and even generosity, of a bog will all stay with me for a very long time. On our huge earth we are in a constant flux of giving and receiving; it’s just part of the cycle by which we all live. Humans as a whole are still learning to give, while the natural world has been giving, receiving, and sharing for millions of years before we came along. It truly is far superior to us, and we should step back and admire all it has done. Maybe we will even learn something that will help our young species to grow up."

So much has happened!

2010-04-16T13:36:00.000-07:00

and I have neglected this blog... Oh my i certainly have...

I don't think i'll post often, because I just don't have the time... But at the moment I do :)

So I'm going to show you some photos, and writing I've been doing!

Enjoy :)

love

Crazy Lights

2009-11-09T14:08:00.001-08:00

This is my new favorite thing to do while driving at night. Setting the camera to a long exposure and then moving it in random directions produces the most amazing abstract photos! The best part is that you never know how one is gpnna turn out... It's like Christmas all over ;D

Lost in the Blue Lagoon

2009-11-09T14:03:00.000-08:00

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This strange picture is of a bicycle which had been skewered on a log and was floating in the very clear deep pool in an abandoned quarry. There were about half a dozen bikes thrown down at the bottom as well.

What i've been up to...

2009-10-30T12:46:00.000-07:00

For some reason Blogger refuses to cooperate with the angle at which i wish to display these photos. So, alas, they are crooked.

Back to the drawing board.

2009-09-30T09:12:00.000-07:00

Yesterday I got this strange urge to start drawing again... I really do love drawing, especially animals. This picture took me about 2 hours to draw... i know, crazy :/

I think you will be seeing many more of these in the future.

This is building Skyhouse

2009-09-19T09:18:00.000-07:00

The sky outside was dark, with intermittent flashes of white lightning. Rain and sleet savagely blew across the open fields, while the wind coaxed wood, nails, and Typar off the roof and tumbling to the ground. The rain on the steel of the garage was so loud and deafening you had to shout to be heard. The smell of burning cheese from the grilled sandwitch my sister was making wafts through the semi-enclosed structure. A lonely cricket chirps to us, a reassuring sound that promises bright skies will return.

This is what it is like.

Blyth!

2009-08-19T15:54:00.000-07:00

So, do you know what is so amazingly excitig?! I'm in blyth! Yep, right around the corner from Skyhouse :) and please pardon all the typos in this, you see, I'm writing from my iPod over wifi from the blyth library... I must be rather a sight for passer by to see three people in a car at the side o the road all using some computing device of one type or another... I am staying at the farmhouse tonight, and then going to sleep in the garage at the lot tomorrow. I want to hear those coyotes! It has been a rather hectic day, leaving the house at 8:30 ( we aimed for 7:30, but missed badly) and when we got to the lot we were there for no more than an hour or two when a huge sprayer truck come to spray the soybeans over in the next field with some toxic insecticide.

Dear me, I must abruptly end this because were on the road again...Rest of the story later!
Ta ta

Creatures from the deep...

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Jump for joy

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Obedience.

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YIKES!

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oh my, my. It has been an aawfully long time since I posted pictures...

I'll see if I can get some up tonight...

I have a story to read while you wait though =)

So while I was at the barn this Saturday, a family came in who wanted to sign their little girl up for lessons. It's ordinary enough, except that the parents are deaf, and the litle girl only knows a bit of english. They were trying to talk to us in sign language, which didn't quite work so well, as you can imagine.

When I got home I went on the iPod App store, and found this application where you type in a letter, word, or sentence and a 3D figure will sign them out for you, and you are able to change the speed to slow it down. It is actually quite simple to learn... though I think I will have more trouble actually understanding what they say... but i'll get it eventually =)

Some sentences I can sign are...

"My name is Becca, I am 14 years old."

"I am learning sign language."

"That male/female horse is (X#) years old."

Plus a few odds and ends words... Yes, no, slow, fast, be careful, hello, how are you, good, she, he, etc... plus numbers from 1-10

Sunburst

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I think this picture will look best if you click on it to view full size.

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens

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More, more, more. Rain, rain, rain.
Dear, dear, dear. Me, me, me.

Bazzon

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This is my most beloved kitty ever, Bazzon. He is the sweetest cat I have ever met, and I love him and all his quirks to bits.

Torrential downpour at Hillside'09

2009-07-27T10:57:00.000-07:00

this was most definitely the highlight of my weekend!

2x

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Crown Vetch

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Shadowed relief

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Phoebe

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I really just must post some pictures of my lovely, wonderful, beautiful friend Phoebe.

Purple points

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The way I see it...

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A moment of silence

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SWIM AT your own RISK

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Slow and steady wins the race...

2009-07-23T08:40:00.000-07:00

here's an interesting video of a snail I took... Just keep on chugging along

Elecro-No-No

2009-07-21T08:18:00.000-07:00

I have bad news...

I am far too chillax about my electronics, and have sadly misplaced my iPod and camera... The camera is somewhere in the house, I am just yet to find it. But I believe my iPod is at the barn, which really sucks because I won't be there for 2 weeks... :/

I'll see if I can round up an old photo to post in the meantime...

Grand Sunshine - Guest photo

2009-07-20T10:27:00.000-07:00

While cruising around Facebook, I came across this picture of my friends, Phoebe and Amber.

I like this picture so much, I decided to put it on my blog as a "guest" photo. It seems to radiate an infectious joy.

It was taken in Grand Bend, by Amber's brother Nathan.

Small stuff

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Lack of photos...

2009-07-13T14:43:00.000-07:00

Lately, and for the next week, I won't be posting many pictures because I'm working at the ClerView summer camp... Sorry 'bout that!

Last of the toads

2009-07-12T15:52:00.000-07:00

This is the last little toadlette to leave our pond. Hopefully they will all return next year to have their babies...

Learner, Leader

2009-07-12T15:42:00.000-07:00

I took this picture on Saturday during a beginner lesson. The little girl is Lea (prehaps 6?), who is riding Fancy, and my riding instructor Kris is leading.

Freckles

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Country sights

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There were 3 hay wagons on the Skyhouse lot...

Crayola skies

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Friends

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Oceans of waving wheat

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These are paths to travel, not roads to follow.

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Disruption

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STOP. THIS WAY. GO. THAT WAY.

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Angles

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Fruits in abundance.

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I and around the Skyhouse building lot, and abundance of wild strawberries, raspberries, and cherries can be found...

Off to Big Sky Country

2009-07-07T06:21:00.001-07:00

In about half an hour, I will be leaving for Huron county, other wise know as "Big Sky Country".
I won't be back until sometime on Thursday, but you should get plenty of pictures then!
Since I have this song stuck in my head, I am also going to post it... It gives me shivers...

a childs wonder.

2009-07-05T17:28:00.000-07:00

Fancy

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Today I learned that my favorite little pony, Fancy, has been badly hurt. She has a large gash on her lower shoulder that needed staples. My riding instructor, Kris thinks that the other horse(s) pinned her in a corner and attacked her. I believe that to be true because anytime a horse walks past her, she flares her nostrils and pins her ears back. When she first came to ClerView, she was not friendly to other horses and would kick at them if they got near. In the past few years she's been there she has calmed down quite a bit and could now be safely led beside one of her pasture mates into the barn. And now after this incident, it has undone all her trust in the horses and she is back to the way she was before. I think this should be Regans que to retire her from the lessons... I am hoping to be able to somehow work with Fancy so she can trust the other horses again.
I love her so, so much.

I see trees of green, red roses too

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On this day in Canadian history...

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... I have deduced that:

1) it will rain.

all.

summer.

long.

2) taking photos using the "manual" setting is very hard.

3) admitting you suck at using the manual settings - even harder.

4) manual settings to yield some interesting results. (see above photo)

5) its July 1st, and I am wearing a sweater.

6) climate change sucks.

HAPPY CANADA DAY!

"Where were you when everything was falling apart?"

2009-07-01T10:07:00.000-07:00

Yesterday was the worst day in history. It rained. ALL. DAY. LONG. And nothing seemed to be going right. I mean honestly, it's June 30th. We need sun and warmth now! I was having such a terrible day that I forgot to take a picture for the day, so I had to go rummaging through old photos, and found this one... Seems appropriate.

“Do not watch the petals fall from the rose with sadness, know that, like life, things sometimes must fade, before they can bloom again.”

2009-06-29T11:39:00.000-07:00

Monday's Photo O.T.D

2009-06-29T10:59:00.000-07:00

Today we went to our lovely neighbours, Stuart and Robin, wedding. It was small and sweet, to say the least :)

“There are many things in life that will catch your eye, but only a few will catch your heart...pursue those.”

2009-06-27T14:45:00.000-07:00

This is my best friend, Sam. I took this picture while we were sitting in a tree outside ClerView stables...