Several years ago, I met up with my sister in Montreal for Easter. We were both going through a hard time. Our father was very ill and we’d both spent a lot of our recent free weekends jetting back and forth between our homes and Thunder Bay to spend time with him.
But on this weekend we decided we needed to take a moment to look after ourselves instead, take a step away from our reality and enjoy a few carefree days of happy sister-time amidst the heavy darkness that was starting to engulfing our lives.
This photo was snapped in Old Montreal and represents how fleeting moments can be and how nothing in this world is permanent. For an instant these bubbles graced us with their presence and then pop they were gone forever.
That is why it is so important to always find the joy nestled within the little things; for that is all that we have in life – a million moments strung together to make a whole.
This post was inspired by this week’s Weekly Photo Challenge: Evanescent
For my 30th birthday I was eager to spend the day doing an epic day hike. If I were in Thunder Bay I know exactly where I would have gone. But I’m not and when it comes to the GTA and the great outdoors I’m a little lost so I turned to the facehive of the tinterwebs and got a whole lot of suggestions within an instant.
For me, wanderlust is both the longing and the need to go on an adventure to explore a new place, and it is something I have been afflicted with my entire life.
Warning: Side effects of this affliction may include: open mindedness, self reliance, unsatisfaction with the 9-5, and empty bank accounts
If travel was a person she would be the supporting actor to my life’s play. She’s taught me so much and has played such a key role in shaping me into the person that I am today. Continue reading Itchy Travel Feet
Ever since I was a little girl I have been drawn to high places. It didn’t really matter what – trees, boulders, cliffs – they all called my name, daring me to climb up and behold the wonders that they were saving for me at their summits. And while my illusions of invincibility slowly crumbled away with my youth, this magnetic need to get to the top has never wavered.
I stumbled across this eye-catching feature during an afternoon hike on South Molle Island in Australia. All it took was one look and I knew I had to get to the top. So, I kicked off my flipflops and got to it.
Today’s post was inspired by this week’s Photo Challenge by The Daily Post: Atop
And yet somehow, I’d never managed to get there until now! This always surprises people. I’ve traveled around the world more than once, been to over 20 countries and literally spent the last 4 years living just on the other side of the border – but I’d never been to New York? What?! I know, I know – ridiculous.
On the road to Lake St Claire, Tasmania we found this little guy.
We were barreling down the highway when my friend Scott yelled “stop the car!” We did, and walked back along the side of the road where I got to meet my very first (and only) wild echidna! To this day, I honestly have no idea how Scott managed to spot him from the car.
For those of you who don’t know, echidnas are members of the very exclusive monotreme club: an eccentric subclass of mammals that lay eggs instead of giving birth to their babies. The only other member still around today is the duck billed platypus and both of these cool little weirdos can be found in Tasmania. Ever since I was little I’ve loved these two creatures (I likely learned about them on Bill Nye) and while I had hoped to meet them both during my adventure around the island I’ll settle for this one close encounter.
Today’s drive down memory lane was inspired by this week’s Photo Challenge by The Daily Post:The Road Taken