Montréal: feasts

Montréal was a feast for the eyes, the soul and the stomach! We enjoyed a variety of ethnic meals in a variety of cafés and restaurants: African, Bretagne, Lebanese, Chinese, and of course French from casual to haute cuisine. A highlight for us was the day Beth and Jonathan took us to a cheese shop with a huge variety of Quebec cheeses, many that we’ve never seen, then to an amazing, colourful and huge farmer’s market with abundant local produce, herbs, colourful flowers, and plants for the garden. The fine bakery next door offered fabulous breads and we paused in our shopping for some coffee and cheesecake with strawberries with enough leftover for the next day! All this was followed later by a wonderful home cooked dinner at Beth and J’s home with local wild asparagus, new potatoes and fresh strawberries bought at that market!

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(photos by my husband, except the group one, which was taken by a passerby)

P.S. Please read Visits of the Heart, Beth’s most lovely post about our time together.

And, in case you missed them, these previous posts about our trip to Montréal:
Back from Montréal
Montréal: roofs
Plus the next one: Montréal: highlights

Montréal: roofs

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Our hotel was located on the edge of the Latin Quarter so we were really able to enjoy the mix of architectural styles and details in the variety of buildings in the area when out walking. I was particularly struck by the roof details as well as the way some of the older apartments were adjoined, their lovely ironwork stairs and tiny front gardens. So different from home – isn’t that what makes travel wonderful?!

More about our trip to Montréal:
Back from Montréal
Montréal: feasts
Montréal: highlights

South Nevada rock art, part 1

I’m thrilled to introduce Loretta as a guest contributor who will be most generously sharing her observations and amazing photos of rock art that she has found in her home region in southwest US. Loretta has done all the hard work for this short series we are doing so please welcome her with your comments. Now in Loretta’s own words….

Greetings from the Mojave Desert in southern Nevada. When I discovered Marja-Leena’s blog, I felt a kinship due to her interest in ancient rock art and a shared Finnish heritage. All of my grandparents immigrated from Finland prior to World War I, arriving in Upper Michigan. I had the good fortune to visit Finland, in 2001 and 2007, with my sister. We discovered long-lost cousins who greeted us with warmth and gracious hospitality. While there, I became aware of the images that the Sami people in the far North of Finland – still known as Lapland to most of the world – use to decorate their drumheads and other objects. The images reminded me of the Native American pictographs and petroglyphs found in the West.

Reading Marja-Leena’s blog and seeing her petroglyph photos sent me searching through my photos (pre-digital!). I wrote to Marja-Leena and offered to send her some of my photographs of petroglyphs and pictographs found in southern Nevada to compare. She graciously offered to allow me to share them via her blog.

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Petroglyphs and rock paintings (pictographs) appear in many locations around southern Nevada, most often near water. Although the origins and meanings of the markings are under discussion, clearly they have been created by ancient people recording events in their daily lives.

The two photos here I find most fascinating. My husband and I found this location after reading about it in a local newspaper. It is in a low range of mountains a mile or so off a main highway running across a wide valley containing a dry lake bed. Although seldom seen in the desert, water leaves evidence of its existence all around – dry lakes, streams, and rivers abound. Running water carved the rock formation pictured over eons, yet there is not a visible water source above it. It is at the end of a short slot canyon that opens out onto an alluvial fan sloping down across a busy highway to the dry lake bed.

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As we turned our backs on the highway and entered the canyon, the sound of silence enveloped us. I walked under a low hanging rock ledge along the canyon and happened to look up to see two faint paintings on the ceiling above me – a figure with encircling arms and a sun, perhaps? They are not visible to anyone unless you walk under the ledge and look up. They reminded me of the first rock painting that I remember seeing – a red hand print on the wall of a cliff, high above a trail in Montana at the confluence of the North and South Forks of the Sun River. My good fortune is to have seen these reminders of those who have gone before me.

All photographs © Loretta
Further reading: Nevada Rock Art Foundation
and the rest of the series:
South Nevada rock art, part 2
South Nevada rock art, part 3
South Nevada rock art, part 4

Happy May Day

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The first of May is historically and culturally more important in Europe than in North America, rooted in ancient pagan celebrations of spring sometimes mixed with some modern political overtones. I briefly indulge in some fond memories of some of the Finnish traditions I grew up with but no longer practice. Instead, I take sweet pleasure in the wild abandon and abundance of a long spring, the best time of year in this balmiest part of Canada.

Here are a few glimpses of what is in my backyard: lilac entwined with rampant clematis escaping from the fence behind it, and what I call wild bleeding heart that is everywhere for such a brief time, mixing with the bluebells and the lily of the valley… like a wild woodland garden.

I wish you all a Happy May Day, Hauskaa Vappua, Happy Walpurgisnacht and Bonne Fête du Muguet!

Related links:
Traditional Finnish May Day, thanks to Arle

From my archives: 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007 and 2008

Missed 2009, for we were in the UK. In fact that was the fantastic day I met several blog friends!

alone in the Sistine

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In the fall of 1993, my husband and I took a very special, very memorable trip to Italy. Seeing so much of the art, architecture and archeology that I’d studied in art school was literally mind-blowing for me. We spent the largest amount of time in Florence but did have two or three days in Rome before flying home. We spent a day in the Vatican Museums, taking far too long through the numerous gorgeous rooms of amazing collections so that we arrived in the Sistine Chapel just before closing time mid-afternoon (always so early in Italy). It was wall-to-wall with people, all of us craning our necks upwards. I think it was partly restored at the time, I really should dig out my travel diary and see if I wrote anything about that. It was magical yet disappointing that we could not see more and without the crowds.

Now we can see it at this link as if completely alone in the chapel. Turn on the sound and move your mouse around and enjoy! Thanks to Chris Tyrell!

Good Friday

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‘Tis the Easter long weekend. Though this year spring is about a month early, it’s been more like winter the past week or more, with cold rain and windstorms and lots of snow on the mountains. Instead of outdoor activities, we are doing our annual income taxes.

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These photos of the magnolias and camellias were taken during a dry break about a week ago as proof of spring’s presence in our garden (compare to last year). Below is a heavily scented jasmine, indoors.

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We are missing doing an easter egg hunt with our young granddaughters who are living so far away in the UK.

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Hauskaa Pääsiäistä, Joyeuses Pâques, Frohes Ostern, Happy Easter! Hope you are enjoying a sunny long weekend wherever you are, dearest readers.

acknowledge the past

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As most of you know, the Winter Olympics have been underway here in the Vancouver region. I haven’t commented much on it for I’m one of the folks that’s been against it mostly because of the extreme costs, commercialism and over-zealous security. However, I have been enjoying some aspects of it, watching a few events from the comfort of home. I always enjoy the opening ceremonies, and this one was quite good, very inclusive of our First Nations hosts.

But there have been criticisms by other ethnic groups in our country who feel they’ve been excluded. I’ve had some similar though less extreme thoughts but have hope for the closing ceremonies. I love the response by Stephen Hume, my favourite columnist in our local newspaper. As always he writes thoughtful and well-researched articles and this has to be one of his best: Acknowledge the past, but don’t try to remake it. Anyone upset about a lack of French in opening ceremony should learn about B.C.’s other settlers.*

It’s long but gives a great and sometimes surprising historical picture of British Columbia’s multicultural roots and some of the conflicts that have arisen from time to time. If this subject interests you, please read and comment.

P.S. I forgot to add another fascinating article by Hume, also concerning the opening ceremonies: Tripod glitch fit nicely with Olympic tradition; Ancient Greeks would have appreciated the symbolism since the tripod has a long association with the Games.*

*Update: links have expired and have been removed (dang Vancouver Sun for their short-lived links to articles)

red hearts and lanterns

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Red is for hearts and lovers and friends this weekend – Happy Valentine’s Day! or Hauskaa Ystävänpäivää and Happy Friendship Day as the Finns celebrate it.

Red is for the colour of the maple leaf on the Canadian flag.
Red is for Olympic mittens and clothing for Canadians hosting the 2010 Vancouver Winter Games.

Red is the colour of happiness in Chinese culture now celebrating the Lunar New Year, the beginning of spring and the Year of the Tiger.

Red is for the lanterns lining the streets of Chinatown for the bigger than usual parade and other events, thanks to the the thousands of visitors in Vancouver for the Games.

Did you know that Vancouver’s Chinatown is the largest in Canada, and second to the one in San Francisco? And that we have another city with a huge Chinese population from more recent years’ immigration, that of Richmond, located south of Vancouver and home of the Vancouver International Airport? That Chinese are our largest non-British ethnic group in an already very multi-cultural city and province? We also have a large number of other Asians here as well, some of whom also celebrate the New Year at this time.

Gung hai fat choi!

(Update: Apologies for not checking that the link within the link in my old Friendship Day post no longer works. I suggest Wikipedia’s page about various alternative celebrations around the world to Valentine’s Day.)

complaints

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Just over a month ago, I wrote about how western media is taking notice of the phenomenon of complaints choirs. Just now I found another report, in Canada’s Globe & Mail, BC edition about the number of choirs in BC. It’s good therapy, I say! Enjoy the reading and listening!

I could have been complaining about our warm monsoons this week, with more rain in one day than we normally have in the already rainy month of January. A local ski hill even had to be shut down to conserve the snow for the Olympics. The best therapy for me has been to be busy in the print studio completing another series of prints.

I’ve complained a little about the dark days and rain stopping me from getting out to do more photography with our new lens. The above poor photo is one of the test images I did indoors in the solarium earlier this week. My struggles proved to me there was not enough light to get decent photos. Using a macro lens definitely requires more light than normal.

But today is brilliantly sunny so it’s not the time for sitting any longer at this box, I must get out and enjoy it while it lasts. Rain is back for next week, sigh. Hope to be back with some better photos…

Happy New Year 2010

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My husband and I will be home tonight with sleeping granddaughters. We’ll enjoy a quiet evening with a late simple supper of turkey soup, then some games or a movie, accompanied by some Christmas baking and chocolates, some Finnish lakka or cloudberry liqueur and whatever strikes our fancy. The bottle of champagne may not get opened for it’s too much for the two of us. We’ll save it for a special birthday, I think.

Last night I noticed a brilliant moon emerge for a while from the cloud cover and had hopes we might see the blue moon tonight. No, it is raining but I hope some of you will see it.

I’m over the flu but still too tired to compose anything profound as a year end post, but I’m enjoying so many others. As always, especially at these milestones on the calendar, I’m thankful for the many good things in my life even as these markers of time’s passage make me feel older every year!

Thank you to all of you dear friends and readers for the past year’s delights. I wish you all a New Year of Happiness, Good Health, Inspiration and Abundant Creativity! Hauskaa Uutta Vuotta! Bonne année! Allen ein frohes Neues Jahr!

Favourite New Year’s posts from the archives:
2007: old year, new year
2008: New Year’s Hope
2006: another year and our weekend in Victoria