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Sisterhood Stories – Leaving summer behind

We had our first chilly morning today. First time in months that I felt myself shivering, I almost had forgotten the feeling. We did have an exceptionally warm summer. My body was soaking up the sun like it would never get enough. I actually have a tan! Really.
But as much as I want it to stay, nature is turning the page again, bringing September and its cozy evenings and colorful landscape.

I haven’t been on this blog in a while, the need the write was superseded by the need to be outside and filling up on sunshine.

The warm weather was amazing for my garden, I have loads of veggies to pick and to eat, Yum! Fortunately I had only one zucchini plant, for I have a courgette overload.  Bags and bags of shredded goodness await in the freezer for all those breads, muffins and soups I plan to bake in the coming months.So, I guess that’s a good thing I expect from autumn, though I am definitely not ready to let my sunshine go..

Here are some photos that speak of this summer short-lived but oh! so beautiful. No particular storyline here, just random snippets that make my heart sing.

summer 1

sky view



shadow play

city view

red shoes


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Sisterhood Stories – Meet Cooper!

Remember I told you we were getting a puppy? Well, the fluffball is here now! Let me introduce Cooper, our 9 week-old  Australian Shepherd puppy.  He’s as gentle as they come.  He has a good dose of energy, it’s a dog that loves to play and that’s exactly what I was looking for.  He adapted really well to our family and routine. So far, so good.

He gives us a massive amount of love, and the boys are in love with him.  I must be honest and admit that the first few days weren’t the “honeymoon” I expected. The constant hovering over the dog to watch if he had peed or pooped, munched on furniture, put something in his mouth he shouldn’t was overwhelming. I think I suffered a bout of Post Puppy depression (as pointed out by a friend).  This is a real thing.  You ask yourself : ” Why did I do this?” I made the biggest mistake of my life, and I’m stuck with that creature who depends on me and feels like a stranger for a good fifteen years. Thankfully, the love comes back after a few days, the strong bond you were wishing for is created and the puppy settles in your own routine, not the other way around.

So, after all the doubts comes the light.  Now, all that’s left is to enjoy the puppy days, with it’s challenges, but mostly with it’s rewards.

Meet Cooper, the best (and cutest) puppy there is!





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Sisterhood Stories – New Brunswick Vacations

For our family vacations, we decided, this year, to explore New Brunswick.  I had wanted to see the Bay of Fundy for a long time.  It’s a gorgeous coast.  With its highest tides in the world, it’s a sight one remembers.

We went to Hopewell Rocks, a park where you can walk on the ocean floor at low tide and see the interesting rock formations shaped by the strong tides.  I would have spent a lot more time there.  Only downside to such a place, every tourist has to access it at the same time, before the tide rises again, and that makes it very crowded.  But definitely worth seeing! I loved the brownish tones of the rocks and water, they called one of the rivers there, the chocolate river, when all the water has gone, all is left is warm brown mud.  I wore kayak neoprene shoes, that was a brilliant idea, since you just have to rinse with water, and the mud is gone! Best invention ever those shoes!

Hopewell Rocks

Hopewell Rocks

Hopewell Rocks

There’s also little caves to explore here and there at Hopewell Rocks, the boys had fun going through them. You can kayak through the rocks at high tide, but we didn’t get to do it this time, it must be incredible though!

Hopewell Rocks

Hopewell Rocks

Hopewell Rocks

New Brunswick has gorgeous, endless beaches too!  The water is not as warm as I expected it to be.  They sell the place saying the Gulf Stream warms the waters, but maybe on that day, we weren’t on the warm current track.  We had fun anyway and on a beautiful day as this one was, cool water was perfectly fine.

Parlee Beach

Parlee Beach

Parlee Beach

We also visited the town of Shediac.  We had a great lobster dinner and got to learn about the life cycle of the lobster and about lobster fishing. There’s a wharf nearby where you can walk along and see the boats and have good food as well!

Pointe du Chêne wharf

Pointe du Chêne wharf

Homarus Eco-Centre

Pointe du Chêne wharf

Pointe du Chêne wharf

Finally, just before our trip ended, we caught a little rain, just enough to give us a rainbow 🙂

Rainbow in Shediac


Goodbye New Brunswick!  You were good to us!  We’ll see each other again xox

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Sisterhood Stories – In need of change

Hello there!  Yes, you are still on the same blog!  You probably have noticed some changes here, I hope you like them.  I was in need of a whole new color theme so I went with the colors that spoke to me at the moment.  Warmer, but still soft.  I also made changes to all my social media profiles (if you follow, you have noticed 😉  If you don’t, well it’s about time you do follow me!).

There’s another change in the shop too, instead of hosting my files and delivering them via my own shop, I now moved to a cool, trendy marketplace.  Yes, I am now on Creative Market.  I’ve loved that place from it’s debut, registering as early sign-up, and bought many items from them, but just now realized I should sell on there too!  So you can now find my resources HERE.  And, if you are not familiar with the place, be sure to have a look around, there are free assets every week, and tons of talented designers.

Changes happen also on a personal level, I had a haircut this week, I’d say I lost about 6 inches of hair.  What an easy way to lose five pounds! I also have a personal trainer. Yep!  My oldest, who’s big into health and nutrition, and also wants to have a medical career geared towards biomechanics, is trading services with me.  I drive him to the gym daily, and he trains me (and offers great teenager advice) daily.  I must say that I’m a bit of a reluctant client, not that I don’t think fitness is important, but my ADD brain gets bored pretty fast.  Two minutes of jogging and I want to tear my head off, seriously.  So, we use the trampoline, and we make it fun.  That’s a good start.

I have a pretty long list of thing I want to do this summer, so, I better get back to it, blog/website update was one of them, and I can check it off the list! Thanks Elena, who once again worked miracles with my site xox

I can’t leave you without some prettiness, right?

Queen Anne's Lace 1

Queen Anne's lace 2

Queen Anne's lace 3


Until the next blog post, much love to you xox

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Sisterhood Stories – Death of the bird

The Death of the Bird

For every bird there is this last migration:
Once more the cooling year kindles her heart;
With a warm passage to the summer station
Love pricks the course in lights across the chart.

Dead Grackle 1

Year after year a speck on the map, divided
By a whole hemisphere, summons her to come;
Season after season, sure and safely guided,
Going away she is also coming home.

And being home, memory becomes a passion
With which she feeds her brood and straws her nest,
Aware of ghosts that haunt the heart’s possession
And exiled love mourning within the breast.

Dead Grackle 2

The sands are green with a mirage of valleys;
The palm-tree casts a shadow not its own;
Down the long architrave of temple or palace
Blows a cool air from moorland scarps of stone.

And day by day the whisper of love grows stronger;
That delicate voice, more urgent with despair,
Custom and fear constraining her no longer,
Drives her at last on the waste leagues of air.

Dead Grackle 3

A vanishing speck in those inane dominions,
Single and frail, uncertain of her place,
Alone in the bright host of her companions,
Lost in the blue unfriendliness of space,

She feels it close now, the appointed season:
The invisible thread is broken as she flies;
Suddenly, without warning, without reason,
The guiding spark of instinct winks and dies.

Dead Grackle 4

Try as she will, the trackless world delivers
No way, the wilderness of light no sign,
The immense and complex map of hills and rivers
Mocks her small wisdom with its vast design.

And darkness rises from the eastern valleys,
And the winds buffet her with their hungry breath,
And the great earth, with neither grief nor malice,
Receives the tiny burden of her death.
~A.D. Hope

There’s something utterly moving about a dead bird. Every time I find one, I feel like it’s my duty to honor their life.  Bird are my very favorite creatures on this earth, so don’t worry, I wish them no harm.  I don’t collect them, or have a creepy attraction to them, I just think that even in death, they hold so much poetry in their fragile, tiny earthly bodies.  Hopefully, their souls are still above, soaring in an endless and peaceful migration xox

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