Been pretty quiet around the blog lately, but not because I don’t feel like writing – I’ve just been really quite busy!
My parents came to visit, and we had a fantastic time. We went to Fort Edmonton, where some of our family heirlooms have been donated – ate brunch in the dining room at the Selkirk Hotel, next to the buffet and hutch that were in the room for most of the holiday meals of my life, and saw the painting my great grandmother did hanging right behind the front desk at the hotel … that’s incredible! It’s so awesome to have it there where everyone can see and enjoy it.
We also did a day run out to Jasper, and went on the new Glacier Skywalk – wow, what a view!
And Dad and I conquered the glacier:
Had supper at the Jasper Park Lodge on our way back … oh my, it was fantastic! And we had this for dessert!
It was just awesome to hang out with my parents. Mom even came to the felting workshop I did, and mended the Boy’s quilt with a fantastic Apple Jack Creek themed applique!
That was all really awesome.
Then The Reluctant Farmer and the Small People and I went to visit my in-laws, which was also fantastic. They are such lovely people and they live right on the lake, so there is always fishing! They are selling the lake cabin (too much to manage now), so this was probably our “last trip to the lake”.
Then more work to catch up on, then apples!
Which became juice (and some more that’s fermenting into cider):
And then more work, and then trying hard to get rested up because having done that much, my chemistry is all dialed up to eleven. Oi.
So, I have some audio books, some printed books, some knitting, and … I changed my hair colour.
I love the henna red, I truly do, but it is simply more than I can maintain now. My real hair colour used to be very blonde, then gradually darkened to a sort of dull ash blonde, with plenty of silver strands in it. I like the silver – it’s like the sparkle in Frazzlebatts! – but the contrast between my own colour and the bright red was just too much. Having had henna in my hair for what, ten years or so, it was deeply, thoroughly embedded, especially in the tips. Getting it out was a bit of a challenge, but thanks to information found on the web and some careful experimentation, I was able to lighten and counteract most of the remaining red, and then just brightened everything else. Now as my hair grows, I can easily lighten the roots a little if I want to (it’s just peroxide, which is very easy to apply and does a fine job on my hair - since I don’t use heat or other products on it the rest of the time, it doesn’t do too much damage … nothing I can’t counteract with the usual oil, aloe, and flax treatments I use normally, anyway). As the silver gets more pronounced, it’ll just all … become sparkly. And in the meantime I won’t look like I just stopped taking care of myself!
That’s the hope, anyway.
It’s a bit startling to see myself blonde again … my hair hasn’t been this colour since I was quite a lot younger than I am now!
So there you are, you’re now caught up on the happenings at Apple Jack Creek. Time for me to go grab a glass of apple peach juice from the fridge and some lunch!
ETA: I really was blonde as a child. Even lighter than this, actually: