Post 4: The Thing that Didn’t Happen..

I’ve been working on this lately “The Book of Me : a do-it-yourself memoir” it asks you questions to trigger your memories and you fill in the spaces! I’m saving it so later generations won’t have as many questions as I did… It’s actually quite comprehensive and there’s even little unstructured “notes” pages and sections so you can kinda go off the pattern and just free-flow. I’m writing a series of little journals for the same reasons, just remembering things and dropping little thoughts and pieces of (for lack of a better descriptor) wisdom!

So often when I was growing up I wondered about long gone relatives and parts of my family history.. Basically all I know is what was told to me in random anecdotes from people who were only vaguely close to my actual family. My mum’s family is pretty distant – most of the ones we knew are dead and the ones who are left probably don’t even know we exist up here in the city.. Most of Charlotte County is kinda tight knit in and of itself..

My father’s family – I guess they’ve tried but honestly? I really don’t think they’ve ever liked us all that much, my mum didn’t really give them much reason to either.. Folks from Campobello Island are a hard sort to figure out, even more so to reckon with (-_-)

So – for my kids, and any kids that might happen from them – maybe they’ll want to know some of my thoughts someday? ¯\(°_o)/¯

 

I took these pics on a walk last week (August 14th) I kinda loved how gorgeous the day was and how the harbour looked.. They’re from Harbour Passage:

I was low-key in a bit of a mood yesterday. I was supposed to go hiking on/off a local trail, like be ready // out the door – noon. Noon-ish if something unavoidable comes up at last minute. Solid-planned for literal days, soft-planned for weeks. Even the night before – plan was to prepack trail kit & lunch. So yesterday – text hiking partner at just after 10am.. no response. By 11:37 – still nothing. — 12:57 reply comes in: “I’m awake” then “when did you want to start?” Oh you’re not even dressed, you didn’t prepack AT ALL. You still need to make/pack a lunch and take your dog out first. — 1:20: “I slept late” still not dressed, nothing ready AT ALL. Ya know what? Nevermind. We won’t even get started until 3 at best. The hike we planned for today is a complete wash.. C’est la vie! Next time I’ll just invite someone more reliable.. Sorry y’all, I was really just venting  (╯︿╰)  Largemale said he’ll do the hike with me on the weekend so that’s something?

WHY IS IT SO HARD TO FIND SOMEONE WHO JUST WANTS TO GO IN THE WOODS AND EAT BAG LUNCH AND TAKE TOO MANY PHOTOS?!

Annnyhow, if I do ever get out for the hike, I’ll have pics and memories and more material for my hen scratched descendant journals …  🤣