Wednesday, August 2, 2017: Driving from Tip to Tip We decide to drive around the island today. First, we head east towards Souris for Basin Head, also known as Singing Sands Beach. The sands are supposed to sing when you walk on them, but I’m disappointed. I barely hear a squeak. But the scenery more…
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The PEI Adventures, Part 4
Monday, July 31, 2017. More Pretty Places and Lots of Eating. We get breakfast at a coffee shop called Beanz Cafe in downtown Charlottetown. Then we’re supposed to hike at the Winter Trail, but the trail isn’t marked clearly. We hike a bit, but decide to turn around before we get lost and no one…
The PEI Adventures, Part 3
Sunday, July 30, 2017. MY BIRTHDAY! Anne of Green Gables, Round 2 It’s the morning of my birthday, and….the cops pull us over. Turns out we’re going 80 kilometers per hour in a 50 kph zone. Now, 50 kph is equivalent to about 30 miles per hour, which is DAMN slow for LA drivers, especially…
Book in Box-The Little Prince
If any of you have heard of Little Lace Box, I think it’s quite a clever idea. If you sign up, they will send you a box of five items centered around a theme. They’ve done themes centered around books, such as Pride and Prejudice and The Little Prince. They’ve also done themes like “A…
Autumn Dreams
October strums its song in style, and autumn dreams begin. Summer’s grassy citrus fragrance has been replaced by something earthy and deep, spicy and mellow. The vibrant neons of lemonade stands and poolside sunbathing are transformed into dusky hues of darker days, and in just a few more weeks, I’ll find myself chasing the sunshine,…
We All Want To Be Loved
The need to be accepted. We all want it. Crave it. It’s apparent in the way we fill our social media pages with witty captions and filtered photos. How we run mile after mile, piling on weights at the gym to get that glamorous magazine cover body we covet. How we bake the perfect cupcakes,…
June Thoughts
I hardly get to see the sunrise. It’s usually still pitch black when I get to work at the lovely time of 5:40 am. But for a few weeks in summer, the sun decides to wake up just a bit earlier. As I left for work the other morning, indigo tints of sky gently caressed…
Poeming Again: “Sometimes”
driving down the freeway, 5 am the sun is reluctant to wake nothing but sad songs on the radio all about love and heartache sometimes the light remains red no matter how long we wait for the green sometimes it’s only after the candle is lit when we finally see the unseen sometimes we think…
Untold Tales by a Whimsical Wallflower 