Girl Power

I declare this blog a girl's blog (hence the nice pinkish colors) until Marc does something about it...

I bet you can't tell where I am!

If you can, you've been everywhere in... Canada! That's the only hint you get. I'll tell you the whole story of this monstrous cow (what else could it be???) in a few days, when you've had a go at finding the place. We really had to take photos. (Marie-Eve and Marc you're out of the competition!)

There's a lot more on photos on my PP365, AND I've got a profile on Facebook! Gee, what's going on with me? it must be fever! Good night!

Home is where the heart is or The beach is gone

I took this photo on my first walk on the beach after we got back from Canada. I realised I really missed the place where I live while I was away. I just feel so good being close to the sea, feeling the energy and the sound of the waves. This place is magical. I couldn't leave right now.

Then we settled back into routine again and I couldn't help to think the trip had gone by to quickly: I haven't seen everyone I wanted to see, I wish I spent more time with my Mom and Dad, etc. I really miss them at the moment, and the rest of the family and some of my best friends as well. I can't see my nephew and niece grow up, I don't chat with Val anymore, I won't see Annie's daughter Aude before she's a toddler...

So home is where the heart is. But where is the heart??? I don't really know. Maybe I could move to an island in the Pacific (half-way between the 2) but that wouldn't help.

Apparently there's been an underwater earthquake somewhere near Indonesia. Not sure as I don't follow the news. But guess what? We've been having a high tide for 3 days now! We could hardly get home as the sea is getting on the road (on the neck to the peninsula) and yesterday as I went for a beach walk with Philippe, the beach was gone, replaced by raging waves and wind. There was 1 meter left between the water and the sand dune. That's where I walked for a while before the water raised even higher and I had to climb my way up the dune. with the pram. Meanwhile Philippe was asleep, deep into the arms of Morphee.

Is this it? Is Global Warning (no typo here) happening just now? We've been saying it for a while but it just suddenly became a lot more real: I'm not buying a house ON the beach.