Monday, September 11, 2017

The post-summer catch-up

Family photo, in the magical Windhorse forest
Ahhhhhh, fall. Technically, of course, it is still summer. But with the crisp, cool air, the first day of school now passed, and the delicious fresh apples being sold at the market, I doubt that there are many people still trying to fool themselves into believing that fall has not firmly landed.  I, for one, welcome it with the same open arms that I do every year.  I LOVE this season, above all others. Not the entirety of fall, perhaps, but this shoulder season -- the small window that lands between the heat of summer and the dark cold of impending winter. It is a glorious time of year, which lends itself to adventures and inspiration and new beginnings.

Hiking (with a clip-on camera and a handbag, of all things)
Now that we have fully documented the various acts of our summer shenanigans, I offer up glimpses into the ways in which we have been filling our days since then.  This may be the first Monday of a fall new routine, but there was much goodness that happened in the lead up to this inevitable day. Take a peek, why don't you?

Uniacke Estate
When I called Kerry the other day to see if she and the boys would be up for an adventure, she suggested meeting up at Uniacke Estate Museum Park.  As the website boasts: "Uniacke Estate Museum Park is part of what was the expansive country estate of Attorney-General Richard John Uniacke (1753-1830). Built between 1813 and 1815, the grand country house is one of the finest examples of Georgian architecture in Canada. The estate offers visitors a vivid glimpse of life in the early 1800s among Nova Scotia's gentry."  Pretty cool, right?   The appeal on this particular day, however, was not actually the country house, but rather the lovely forest trails that surrounded the property -- a place where the kids could run around and explore, while Kerry and I got a chance to catch up.  It was a SUPER idea. 

All five kids, so grown up! 
"Hey boys - can you smile nicely for me?" 
Yup.  They got along famously.  Meanwhile, Juniper stayed back to chat with the girls. Of course.
A less shadowy picture of the four big kids.  Juniper and Patrick were born mere days apart, as were Linden and Ewan.   
 After a thorough hike and some lunch, Kerry and crew headed out, while the kids and I decided to explore the actual museum.  Juniper was especially keen, as she was the only one who had been there before (on a school field trip), and was therefore the expert.  She LOVES being the expert.  Plus, we are one of those families that just all really enjoy a good museum (especially when there are treasure hunts and prizes thrown into the mix)

One of the big, beautiful bedrooms.  I would totally live here, chamber pots and all!
I just thought this little astronomy display was cool.

Ross Farm
Really, this caption should read "Eva and Sylvie's 7th Birthday", but I sadly have no photos to back up that heading.  You see, the weekend before last, we were invited to the twins' big birthday bash in Lunenburg, to the general excitement of all. Seeing as the party didn't start until 4pm, however, we decided to make a day of it, hitting up the always enjoyable Ross Farm Museum along the way. Again, according to the website: "At Ross Farm Museum step back in time and experience life as it once was in rural Nova Scotia. Using heritage skills, animals and tools we continue to operate the farm of Captain William Ross who settled in New Ross in 1816 with his family, and 172 disbanded soldiers." We've all been before, and will happily go many times more - it is a thoroughly enjoyable way to put in a day.

Anyway, the day before the party, I started to get a pretty terrible sore throat.  By the time Saturday actually hit, I was not fit for an adventure of any kind (other than sitting on the couch and feeling sorry for myself).  The result?  Clark and the kids had a rocking good time at both Ross Farm AND at Sylvie and Eva's party, but Clark came away with only two photos:

Practicing letters with a quill, which was THRILLING to Juniper

Linden was into it as well, but not with the same enthusiasm as our little Harry Potter devotee
Ah well.  I suppose you'll just have to imagine the rest. Such is the reality of a day without the family photographer tagging along.

Hikes, hikes and more hikes

If there's one thing we like even more than a good museum, it is some time in the woods.  Luckily for us, Nova Scotia has a seemingly never-ending supply of amazing trails and outdoor adventures. Though we often return to our favourites, we are (somewhat miraculously) also able to continuously find and explore new places.  It is truly one of the best parts of living here.

Stopping for a snack on a new-to-us trail in Bedford.  Notice the brand new patches on Linden's jeans, already full of grass stains, with a new hole poking out over the top.
Oh!  Perhaps this is why he wears through his clothes at lightening speed.

But... when you're this cute, you get away with WAY more than you should.

The day before school started, we journeyed to the spectacular Windhorse Farm trails, for some soul replenishment/nourishment
Though that might sound over-the-top, this is truly one of the most magical spots I know.

We even did some semi-successful family meditation for a few minutes! (this is the pre-sitting set-up and explanation)
I honestly mostly took photos of the GLORIOUS fungus , but did snap a few other shots...

... and got us posed for some family photos as well (including the title photo of this post)

And of course, we visited beautiful Cody
Close-up of my fabulous 8-year-old (8!?) and her missing front teeth

Another new trail to us - this one by Bayer's Lake.  The kids fought and fought about who got to be the leader....
... until the path got wider, and then they happily joined hands, and went on their merry way. Such a puzzle, these two.

First day of school!
This year marked the beginning of grade 3 for Juniper, and grade 1 for Linden.  Both kids felt like pretty big stuff, heading to their respective first days -- Linden is no longer in the youngest grade, and Juniper is now able to choose which playground she wants to go to at recess and lunch.  Big milestones, to be sure :) For me, it is just thrilling that they are returning to the same school they went to last year.  With all our ridiculous amount of moving, this is the first time that has happened, if you can believe it.

Trying (not super successfully), to get an "outdoorsy" shot without actually going outdoors (it was WILD wind and rain that morning)
The excitement was palpable!
Waiting for the bus, undeterred by the weather
Hodgepodge:

Finally, a few random shots from here and there that I thought deserved to be thrown in:

This is Juniper, composing her blog post from a couple of weeks ago.  She's actually super pumped, and wants to continue. Stay tuned!

A close-up of the two missing front teeth, which both came out on the same day!  This resulted in pay-dirt from the tooth fairy.

Though I look pathetic (wrapped in blankets, with a whole box of tissue beside me and a throat lozenge in my mouth), I still love this photo.  Juniper and I reading the final chapters of the 7th Harry Potter, while Linden, not wanting to be excluded, plays with an inchworm in the foreground.
To close, here is the result of some careful time and effort Clark and Linden put into a domino course at the Alderney Library this past weekend.  See you next week!



Tuesday, September 5, 2017

From Vancouver to the Northwest Passage

The Rockies, from a dirty plane window. Still magnificent.
Clearly, we didn't get ourselves organized last week, so today I offer you the two final Acts of our August travel adventuring: Act II (Vancouver), and Act III (The Arctic).  Just to throw things off completely, I'll showcase Clark's trip to the Northwest Passage first, as he finished creating his post first, and was being whiny about being bumped to the second half. True story.

Clark's Arctic Fieldwork:

Clark here. As some of you may have read previously, I was spending my time away during August doing fieldwork in the Arctic, in my role as the chief scientist of the Barrow Strait program (one of the projects I inherited when I started my job at the Bedford Institute of Oceanography). I won't inundate you all with details of the specific science that we were doing up there, suffice to say that the goal of the fieldwork was to put instruments in the water that will measure temperature, salinity, currents, and ice properties to help us understand the (changing) Arctic ocean environment. 

The mission (or "cruise" as we often refer to them in science) on the CCGS Henry Larsen was a success -- we got all the instruments deployed and even did some extra sampling that I had on my "if we have time" list. It was a very busy trip -- not just because of the work that we had to do, but because it was my first time as chief scientist on a large and complicated program, and it involved a lot of planning and coordination with my team and with the ship's crew. 

What follows is a pictorial of some of the sights (with some description of the work). Enjoy!
Our fieldwork area in Barrow Strait. Coincidentally a few days before we left I heard Stan Rogers' "Northwest Passage" on the radio, and I had it stuck in my head for about half the trip ...
Pond Inlet, Baffin Island. We were originally supposed to meet the ship in Resolute, but on our flight up discovered they were actually in Pond Inlet. Since our flight had to pass through there anyway, we disembarked there and joined the ship 2 days early!



Spying on some of the locals while icebreaking through Lancaster Sound on our way to the field site.

The CCGS Henry Larsen is a fantastic ship to be on for such a cruise. Clean, comfortable, great food, and an amazing crew.

Icebreaking through Lancaster Sound. This was the view from the "Senior Scientist" cabin!

Another local -- who wasn't too pleased with our passage.

The headland at Gascoyne Inlet -- a formidable cliff that looked as imposing after two weeks of seeing it every day as it did when we first arrived.

The Henry Larsen, our home for 2 weeks

A lot of the time we spent working involved deploying a subsea cable for a real-time observatory. Here the barge is just leaving to deploy the first of 4 spools of our new cable.

We had an impromptu meet up and party with the Canada C3 expedition in Erebus and Terror Bay (by Beechey Island). 

On our final day, we had a chance to go ashore on Beechey Island with the Larsen crew before flying (by helicopter) back to Resolute to catch our flight home. This is a replica of one of the original graves left by the Franklin expedition after passing their first winter in the Arctic. It was a very desolate, lonely place, and amazingly quiet.

The Larsen anchored in Erebus and Terror Bay

Tough little plants pushing their way through the gravel and fossilized coral.

Northumberland House. This was built by one of the expeditions searching for Franklin as a storehouse in case they returned. The metal hoops lying around are from the barrels that held provisions, and the wood of the building was scavenged from ships.

Team DFO! Ready to board the helicopter to fly out.

Flying over scattered ice of Wellington Channel.

Resolute Bay.

Tara's Vancouver Adventure:

Look at that personality!  On a four-month-old, no less!
Alright, now that you've gotten some insight into what it's like to be chief scientist on an Arctic cruise, I (as in, Tara) will switch gears and post a whole lot of adorable baby photos. That is, you see, what my west coast adventure was all about -- hanging out with my 4-month-old nephew, Jacob, while his mom (my sister, Andrea), quarantined herself after drinking radioactive iodine, and his dad (Dinesh, a urologist), embarked on 8 straight days of call. 

We were best buds immediately.  No word of a lie - the first thing he did when we met was give me a huge kiss.

Two caveats before I begin:
1. While I was in Vancouver for a little shy of two weeks, I basically did not really leave the general vicinity of Andrea and Dinesh's house, other than to run a couple of errands, and go for long, beautiful walks around the Pacific Spirit Regional Park, which was a stone's throw from the house. Therefore, the pictures (and narrative) reflect that.
2.  I did not have our nice camera (Clark, of course had it).  I felt the whole time as if I had a missing appendage, and the quality of the photos is therefore sadly sub-par.  But the subject matter makes up for it, I think!

Hahahaha.  Classic expression.
Now that I've been back for a couple of weeks, and trying to reflect and sum up the experience, I am remembering equal parts of calm and chaos.  That is, I suppose, a pretty accurate way to describe infant-care generally, but this was a whole new kettle of fish for me.  First off, Andrea and Dinesh had JUST moved in to a brand new house only about a week before I arrived.  It is a completely gorgeous, huge house, with appliances and furniture and decor that is about 1000 times nicer than I'll ever have. This was a pretty huge treat.  But, it was also in a state of mid-unpacking and set-up.  This meant that on top of the constant flow of "regular" people in and out of the house (the house cleaner, dog walker, Dinesh's family, etc), there were also just random delivery people and maintenance people and fix-it people dropping by at all times of the day, all of which Geoffrey (the dog) would bark at wildly and continuously.

So calm and tranquil, moths like to hang out on his nose.

See?  Naps all around.  Yawnnnnnn.  That is, until someone comes to the door.  THEN NO NAPS FOR ANYONE.
Just as I was hitting my stride, (and also getting completely exhausted from infant-care and jet-lag), our youngest sister Faye arrived.  Hurrah!  I now had a partner-in-crime for day-time adventures, and (more importantly), someone to share night-duty.

Clearly, I'm not the only favourite aunt.  Oh well.

Mostly, we hung out at home...

Jacob's favourite chair
Bath time!
Best buds
So many naps.  I forgot about baby naps in your arms.

He tried food for the first time while we were there!

Solving a few math problems.  No big deal.

Playing with the doll Faye brought him from Sierra Leone ("Abdul"), while rocking a jeansie.

The light fixtures were ENTHRALLING
Jacob's awesome cousin, Anila

... and went for epic walks around Pacific Spirit park.  This was a pretty big bonus, for me anyway - kilometres and kilometres of trails in the magnificent West Coast forest, all completely accessible without a vehicle.  Plus, Jacob loved going on walks - he'd happily look around at all the glorious huge trees, contemplate life for a bit, and then just sleep like a champ.  


Faye tries out epic-walk baby wearing

Look who isolated his thumb!
It's difficult to see clearly, but this stately owl was clearly guardian of the park

I liked to snack as I walked, and had blackberries so sweet, they could have been candy

Those TREES!
After about four days, Andrea was able to come home, as long as she kept her distance from Jacob for a little bit longer.  So the three of us (or, I should say, four of us), did some fun stuff - for instance:

Pedicures!  Pretty soon, Jacob will be able to enjoy his own.

Finally, the after before I left, Faye's s.o. Derrick arrived.  This was awesome, as I finally got to meet him (albeit, only very briefly), and there was a willing and capable replacement for me.

Out for dinner at a super-cool vegetarian restaurant
Jacob approves of his new walking buddy

And just like that - it was over.  A complete whirlwind of a visit, but I'm so glad it all worked out.  I should also say, even though I have no good pictures to show, we were treated to some pretty fabulous Sri Lankan home cooking by Indira (Dinesh's mom), and got to visit with the rest of his family as well, which was a real treat.  It's such a shame that Vancouver is so VERY far away.  But I'm already planning a visit (perhaps in the distant future), with the whole family.  We'll do Vancouver up properly, as there is a pretty amazing city to explore, if you have the chance.  Plus, I already mis Jacob dearly - I'll take any excuse to hang out with him again.