It appears that I scream louder when I’ve stepped in cat vomit than when I get separated from Yann on a hiking trail. Before I go into further detail on this, let’s play a game.
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I'm a Deaf vagabond currently living on Vancouver Island. Bicycles dominate my life, but I also make time for climbing, hiking, camping, and cats. And if I have time left over after all that, I write about it.
Dyeing for a change.
The nerdiest hobby I can think of is making your own fishing lures. How can something so redneck also be arts and craftsy? But if someone were to put a DIY lure kit in front of me, I’d probably happily participate.
I loved the sand art stand at the PNE. You’d get a clear bottle to fill with layers of differently coloured sand. When your bottle was full, you’d hand it to the carny who would then hot glue googly eyes, a golf tee on the bottleneck, and then seal the sand in with hot glue with a few feathers stuck in, transforming it into a bird.
All this is to say that I’m generally in favour of custom items.
Remember this fuckery?
Continue reading “Dyeing for a change.”My little neighbourhood watch newsletter.
When I wrote that post about my neighbours two weeks ago, I received a comment from Zoée saying the post had a very Amélie feel to it.
I’d love to know which vibe this post gives off because what happened Sunday night was not whimsical in any way.
Continue reading “My little neighbourhood watch newsletter.”Look, look, looky-look!
Hey everyone, come and see how good I look!
Continue reading “Look, look, looky-look!”In the grand scheme of things… this isn’t so grand.
Yann talks to the cats in front of me. It’s cute because he’s inclusive: he signs simultaneously so that I’ll understand him, even though the cats don’t.
He asked Enfoiré the Perpetually Hungry:
“Do you know how much food you could get for $5?”
*dramatic pause*
“A small bag of treats! That’s it!”
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