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Walks ’til Magic Hour

Source: photok12.org/?q=node/11

Oh glorious day!
Sunshine blazes through canopies of green, crowds filter into High Park
A blackbird calls, its red and white marks peeking through the brush
Algae foams above the pond, where breezes sweep through the gardens
Strolling a maze of hedges and wading pools
Sit with face to the sky, indulge in quenching fruit salad and gelato
Hike hidden sandy trails imagining a place without city noise
Emerge into picnics, lawn bowling games, and playground cheers
Snapping photos and laughing chats all the way
Have a mini barbecue in shady grass, with softened rays of the dying hours
Contemplating why we work so hard to seclude ourselves from nature,
When we love so much to wallow in it?

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Perfect way to end the long weekend: had an absolutely fantastic time with my family and my only regrets are that I had homework nagging the back of my mind and that I didn’t reapply sunscreen, not because of sunburn, but because it is too soon to already get this tanned. Summer feels so close but so far away, and I am feeling very unmotivated to go back to school and don’t-even-mention exams. I just have to remember to live every moment because before I know it, grade 11 will be finished.

Thanks for reading,
thebookybunhead

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Dance Competition (NaPoWriMo #7)

Image of dance trophy from Aford Awards

My baby sister made me proud today.
She swept medals and trophies, was a star.
I was never a competition dancer, I say.
But, would I have gotten that far?

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Our family was at a dance competition all day, explaining this short, late post. My sister won three special awards, three overall prizes for her ballet, tap and jazz solos, judges’ choice, and highest overall for the top mark of the competition. It was a very long and tiring day, but it was worth it to see the joy on her face onstage, and to support her in a surprisingly extraordinary outcome. I am completely unmotivated to go back to school tomorrow after spring break, but time waits for no one, so good night all!

Thanks for reading,
thebookybunhead

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“Everyone has a happy ending, if you’re not happy, it’s not the end.” -The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel

Coffee Chats at the Bulldog:

Degas

Eight of us sat closely around a table exchanging quotes, laughter, and our plans for the coming week of break. The vanilla mint tea latte sat in front of me with its drizzled chocolate sauce, daring me to chug its steaming contents in one gulp.  A month had passed of rigorous practice for our ballet exam and after the high rush of performance, the degree of our tiredness was starting to sink in.

Deciding we were all exhausted and unfocused with the idea of a week break to be productive, we spent class stretching for a few minutes, sharing videos including a cat playing piano (link down below), and absorbing our teacher’s enlightening words of wisdom before she brought us here, to Bulldog Coffeehouse, a few minutes walk maneuvering around dog bombs and slipping around mounds of frozen slush. We toasted to a great half a year, relaxing rest, and an even better fresh start to next term.  We were only missing each other’s company for ten days, but it felt like the simultaneous conclusion and beginning of something much bigger. Many of us will be going on exchange this summer to dance across the border and sipping our foamy drinks, we talked about traveling the world and the diverse experiences that are waiting out there in our future.

the perks of being a wallflower

“And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.” -Charlie in Stephen Chbosky’s The Perks of Being a Wallflower

Looking at my teacher and all my friends with whom I’ve shed blood, sweat, tears with and whom I’ve shared uncontrollable laughter and encouraging war cries with, I felt so lucky to be a part of a family of such inspirational artists. We may not know where we will end up after we graduate, but we can enjoy every step along the way knowing that there is so much to explore and so much that we can offer to the world as individuals. Life isn’t perfect, but we should never forget why we dance or what brings joy into our lives. Because the more we love life, the closer we get to our happy ending.

Thanks for reading,
-thebookybunhead

Cat piano concert video we watched in the studio, gathering around a little iPhone screen:

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Spreading the love

lovebirds_2012457iThe origin of Valentine’s Day in one run-on sentence :

This “lover’s holiday” was created when Christians gained power in the Roman Empire by the Catholic Church to replace the Roman tradition of teenagers gathering every February in the name of Lupercus, god of flocks, to celebrate fertility and randomly choose a “mate” (you know what this means) with a celebration in honour St. Valentine, a symbol of more “wholesome” love that inspired the ritual of sending respectful notes of affection.

Today, the modernized, super-sized tradition has us buying more than 150 million cards every year. Now I love Hello Kitty, Spiderman, and Snoopy as much as the next person but unless you collect your valentines from each year, that is a lot of paper that ends up in the trash (not to mention manufacturing resources wasted). Valentine’s Day has been commercialized like almost every other holiday to be a reason for shopping, whether it is candy for the annual classroom exchange or expensive jewellery for your significant other.

a2b6e07541dc5207316d3ef2c5849e3bIt is easy to forget that there are other ways to show your loved ones that you care, although it might take more time than going to the shop and pulling out your wallet. Handmade gifts are always special and I know I appreciate them exactly because of the personal thought and effort put  into them. And don’t forget, the gift of time and company is unbeatable.

So next year, before you head to the mall for the annual Valentine’s Day spree, ponder a bit about love – does it have to be reflected through material gifts? – you just might save the environment, and more importantly, some of your hard-earned dollars.

Well, maybe with exception of flowers and chocolate…

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Wishing you a
HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY!

In case anyone was wondering, the condensed history of Valentine’s Day was taken from the reliable and entertaining source of Uncle John’s Bathroom Reader Series.

Thanks for reading,
-thebookybunhead

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Farewell, little coppers

So today is officially the last day of the Canadian penny which will from tomorrow forward start to become an endangered species as they will no longer be produced, but collected and melted down by the bank. While I understand the decision since pennies have lost almost all value, something tells me I’m going to miss these little suckers…
(Aren’t the maple leaves pretty?)

It is a reflection of how much consumption has taken over the world. Pennies are obviously not made of copper anymore, but if they were, where would our economy be now? And will this result in future purchases by cash being rounded to their nearest value of 5 cents?

Anyway, I know there are A LOT of pennies still out there, but it wouldn’t hurt to save some of your shiniest or oldest because one day, they really will be lucky pennies.

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A walk in suburbia

I have always had indecisive taste. In grade 1, they asked me what my favourite colour was; I listed all seven in the rainbow. Last Sunday I decided autumn is my favourite season. It was the perfect day for a walk, full of typical stereotypes, which, in truth is what makes fall so wonderful:

Of course it’s the leaves.

The crunch of curled up shells beneath your feet; the earthy smell of those that have escaped raked piles and large brown paper bags, softening into the brown mush of soil. The whispers of certain lingerers rustling against the wind, echoing through streets of the neighbourhood.

The flutter of nature’s paper in orange, yellow, red, and everything in between – some oscillating gently to the ground, others swirling around vibrantly as if they knew where they were going. A car roars past sending an enormous wave of tiny yellow leaves behind its wheels, glinting gold in the sunlight against a clear blue sky.

 

 

The air is crisp, not too hot, and not too cold. Breezes are cool enough to sharpen the senses and numb fingertips, and the sunshine warm enough keep your cheeks from getting too rosy. It’s weather for denim or leather jackets, boots, scarves, and my favourite, comfy sweaters. It’s layering at it’s best – without the overstuffed feeling of giant heavy winter coats and occasional long underwear.

 The  distant honking of Canada geese and the scurrying of fat balls of black fur that are squirrels up trees reminds me that winter is coming. There is anticipation in the air as the last remnants of summer slowly disappear, giving way to the beginnings of the chills and darkness that will be the next half a year. The soft glow of sun, breezes, leaves – it all makes you feel so close to nature.

It’s a rather thoughtful and reflective season, and I like that a lot.

-thebookybunhead

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