Tuesday, March 28, 2017

Burning The Winter Blues


      

It is an annual tradition here in Whitehorse to celebrate the coming spring (notice I didn't say the coming of spring) by a torchlight parade and a burning effigy. This year I didn't do the parade, but arrived just before they did using a foot bridge.
Torchlight Parade 
Candles in the snow to keep you on the path
The Burning.... the effigy was a sort of cross between a dragon, a demon and babba yaga this year. ... And there were knights fighting. Go figure. I think it was a sort of Game of Thrones theme...
  

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Tesland

We visited a friends cottage/cabin in Teslin this past weekend. They have a little slice of lovely.


 
 
Can we live here? 

Saturday, March 4, 2017

Cold birds

We woke up to -31C this morning. It has made the birds very hungry. 
 This is the first time we've seen a wood pecker at our seed feeder. 
 Fluffy cold red poll. 

Thursday, March 2, 2017

Thank-you Eggs

These lovely eggs were given to Chris to thank hon for his time today. Aren't they lovely? Omelette for dinner!
 

Saturday, February 25, 2017

Fur Coat Cushion

I have a love for natural fibres which extends to real fur. In the back of the closet I had a coat which was always a little tight across the shoulders. One day last winter I reached out to close the truck door and split the under arms and one shoulder seam. I was really unhappy about it as I've always hated the truck and now it had ruined my fur coat.  That coat sat lurking in the back of the closet weighing on my mind and the coat rail for some time, then I just decided something had to be done.

Here's the result



Here's the original coat;
 
 Holey.. 
 Here's what's left 

 

Friday, February 17, 2017

Linen and Lace

I was gifted a beautiful piece of lace last summer by a neighbour holding a yard sale. The only condition on the gift was that I had to use it. It had been in her stash for decades. It was tatted lace made by her grandmother. A lovely ivory lace crisp and wonderful. I thought about it for a few months considering a dress or top but then I thought about the French linen and our need for drapes in the 'library'. ...
 
 

Yukon River Ice

When I was a kid growing up in Nova Scotia winter I've in all its forms was a big part of my life. From the little puddles to the ice on the inlet to the ice Ickes on the eves and the frost forests on the windows. On my lunch hour walks I've been watching the river ice.