Showing posts with label Travel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Travel. Show all posts

Friday, April 29, 2011

Easter Weekend Memories...






We took a short trip with A's family for a couple of days over the Easter weekend to the lovely town of Collingwood. The Blue Mountain village was festive; we enjoyed an outdoor concert, chocolate covered apples and Beaver Tails. Z had a great time with her cousins and enjoyed the music while basking in the sun.


Tuesday, October 06, 2009

Blossoming Memories...

          


My mom gave me a set of albums last week; pictures taken on our family holidays. I still remember the absolutely lovely trip my parents planned to Europe for our family. I was thirteen at the time and they had planned an extensive 5 week vacation to include 9 countries. Of the 5 weeks, we spent an entire week in The Netherlands. We flew to Schipol Airport, rented a spanking red BMW (my dad loves cars) and drove around the country. I can still taste their almond tarts which we would indulge in every time we were in need of a fill up (since they were only available at the petrol pumps). We drove from Amsterdam to Groningen (where my dad had some work) stopping along quaint little towns such as The Hague Edam, Volendam and a few others, along the way. If it was possible to savour the fragrance of a place, I tell you, I have The Netherlands' scent stored in a little bottle tucked away in my heart.




Sharing these memories with A brought upon teary-eyed nostalgia and as a very thoughtful cheering up gesture, he bought home tulip bulbs to plant in our front yard. Over the weekend, A and Z planted red, cranberry and white bulbs in our front yard. I'm so excited to seem them blossom in spring!



Wednesday, September 23, 2009

!nkspiration: Two

AMI SIOUX


I came across her work via one of my favourite blogs A Cup of Jo. Her latest book is inspirational-y brilliant, Sioux asked 50 people to draw an area of Paris that they love. She then sketched maps of those areas and photographed each destination. It makes me want to re-visit Paris and use the book as a tour guide. Wouldn't you want to?