April 2008

Whirlwind of a Weekend!

In marked contrast to this past weekend, today was snowing (gack!) and full of duties such as sweeping up three days’ worth of shrapnel on the floors, making muffins, baking a cake, and entertaining two five-year-olds by having them roll dough balls in sugar to help me make cookies.

I say it was such a sharp contrast because this past weekend I was at the SCBWI Canada East chapter’s “Spring Thing” retreat-style conference where it was mostly sunny and I got to talk writing and illustrating with writers and illustrators ALL WEEKEND! Okay, so I was more than “at” the event given that I’m the chapter’s regional advisor.

Let me extend my personal thanks here to the terrific speakers (Molly O’Neill, assistant editor at the HarperCollins USA imprint the Bowen Press; Tim Gillner, art director at Boyds Mills Press; and Elizabeth MacLeod, author of more than 30 books for kids and former editor with Kids Can Press). Thanks too to the many volunteers because without you (Alma, Michelle, Chris, Peggy, Caroline) the event wouldn’t have happened, and another big thank you to all the attendees. I hope everyone returned home as determined to continue working on their craft as I did.

Returning home to everyday reality was a bit of an adjustment, but you have to think that you pretty nearly have it all when, after an exhausting and creatively invigorating two-plus days, upon your return your youngest child hands you a picture of a bright yellow flower with these words on it:

To moma
I love you.
I hope you had a great time at your conference.
I miss you.

To my wonderful family, the words don’t do my feelings justice, but let me just say:

Right back at you…quadrupled!

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Wauby the Wooden Moose


Isn’t he marvellous? He resides at roughly the intersection of Ontario’s highways 12 and the 400.

Who made him? Why? How long did it take? Who put him there? So many questions, alas unanswered by the sign which only asked people not to climb on or hang from Wauby.

Hope I get to see the real thing soon. They should be coming out of the bush anytime now. I’ve heard reports of people around seeing them but haven’t yet had the pleasure myself this year.

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Tag…with Books. I’m Game!

Fiona at Books and ’Rocks has tagged me for the book meme. Here are the rules:

1. Pick up the nearest book.
2. Open to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the next three sentences, so if my math is correct that’d be sentences six, seven and eight.
5. Tag five people and post a comment to the blogger who tagged you (so in my case it’s Fiona and if I tagged you then you post here to my blog).

Here goes.

Nearest Book
The Law of Three, by Caroline Rennie Pattison, Dundurn Press, 2007

Page 123, Sentences Six, Seven, Eight

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Yes, you do. How many times have you vandalized their house, Nathan?”

So go investigate that terrific newly released Sarah Martin mystery. It’s a great read.

And now I tag these bloggers:

Patricia Storms of BookLust
Alma Fullerton of Procrastination Purposes
Rebecca of Rebecca’s Writing Journey
Janie Bynum of Sketchy Words
Katie Davis of Brain Burps

And as I’m writing this, turns out Rebecca tagged me too. So double the tag from her and back again…does that mean anything? Extra brownie points for both of us??? And now Alma’s been double tagged too…tag is rampant today!

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The Buffleheads are Back!

Every year the buffleheads stop in on their way further north. They’re hard to get a picture of because they’re small and they’re nervous of people. They’re diving ducks and I love to watch them disappear and reappear and do it all again. Find more on these marvellous creatures at this informative website from Cornell.

The mallards, however, suffer from no such camera shyness. They were among the first waterbirds I saw.

As soon as they can squeeze themselves into the narrow shoreline melt they start nibbling, heads in the water and butts in the air.

The Canada geese were a close second.

And once again there are busted bugs all over my windsheild. Truly the sights of spring.

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