Monday, September 28, 2009

this 'n that and back

Montreal- primary school. I think the first kid is portrayed in a chair wearing a dunce cap!

A secret entrance way. Old Montreal

Upon returning home from a much needed visit south, snow had blanketed the rocks, the berries were done. All things as they should be. I listened to the men across from me in the plane, one a man who grew up in the north; Inuit, the other accented and en route to Igloolik from California. The visitor had a brand new Snow Goose winter parka; the rest of us northerners- light jackets, me; a fleece zip up. The northerner was patiently answering all the questions the visitor had. I smiled. One clearly proud of his home the other curious and excited for his upcoming adventure.

South was loud, hot and my skin broke out. Even the nights were warm. I have never enjoyed the hot steamy days of summer and delight in the northern expression of the season.

Glass honouring WWII Army, Navy, Air force volunteer forces.

Even though I have lived in large cities, the crowded streets exhausted me. We discovered ways around to avoid the busy thoroughfares. Then one morning the wind was gusting and it reminded me of home, I turned my face windward and reveled in the breeze. It felt good, it felt familiar.

It was almost novelty to go outside without a jacket, to see bird houses hanging in trees, TREES, and even the weeds overgrowing gardens were like seeing old friends.

Back home.....drama unfolds as I was visiting with my daughter and doling out her shopping requests we heard a dog screaming. When I looked out it was our little Kamik. One leg up and crying. Children were scrambling up the stairs. This made me angry as Alan had also said that someone has been throwing rocks at her recently. I brought her inside for a rest.

Kamik likes to be outdoors, doesn't like to be inside for the nights. The nights are mild and she lays upon the snow or takes refuge from the rain in her house. She thinks the children are playing when they throw rocks at her. She didn't think they would kick her.
There were lots of things I didn't do while out but of the things we did; mostly we laughed. My friend and I sharing our secrets, catching up of course and together we rediscovered Montreal.


Anonymous said...

Arrghh...rotten kids! Your poor pup!

I have been enjoying your blog so much , thank you!
It gave me joy to read your daughter came north. I am headed north in the spring for a job posting, and for all my excitement, I am feeling a tug at my heart because my 2-in-their-twenties will be staying south and I wonder how I will cope with missing them- lots of visits and phone calls I hope.
Loved your purple coat by the way-very pretty! Please keep posting, I know I am one of many who enjoys experiencing life in the north through your eyes!

Shelley said...

thank you for the kind words, i hope you find your move rewarding. i sadly missed my daughter and was thrilled that she joined me here. when it is time for her to move on, i will miss her again, but we remain very close.

Cambridge Bay Bound Peoples said...

Wow, how awful! your poor puppy!Who does that? I'm such a dog lover I don't know how I'd handle that situation.Hugs to your pup!

Unknown said...

Ahhhh... so my boyfriend and I just moved into your building. We thought that Kamik looked familiar! The day that we were moved in we noticed that the very same kids you spoke of pilled snow in front of your puppy's dog house. We got them to remove the snow from the entrance--at that point we didn't know who owned the dog or if it was friendly.A complaint was made (us and another tenant) about the rock throwing and I believe that the kids were warned to keep from causing a ruckus and hopefully they have thrown their last rock.If they do anything else to your sweet puppy, I will let you know! (we're in #4).

Shelley said...

Welcome to the 'hood Karolina. Thanks to you both for looking out for Kamik. The other dog and her puppies belong to #5. Because Kamik has some husky she can be vocal but is quite friendly and hopefully doesn't jump up. she is about 6 mo old. We switched their dog houses as I lent Aputi the big house when she had her puppies in the spring.