After our trip to Cape Breton, I'm back in Montreal but far from home. I was born and raised in Toronto, live in Montreal and go to Cape Breton whenever I can. I have a complicated relationship with Toronto; there are people there whom I love very much, but going back often makes me sad. I love Montreal and have no mixed feelings about it; it's beautiful, bilingual, vibrant, affordable. (Okay, some mixed feelings - it's too dang cold in winter.) But Cape Breton is the place. Even though I've never lived there for more than a year, Cape Breton feels like home for me. It's the most breathtaking place I've ever been, and the only place where I feel total calm, where I don't have that itchy feeling like I should be doing something else, or remembering to do something else. I'll get maudlin with nostalgia if I start going on about it now, so I thought I'd share some photos. These are just a smattering from here and there, from the train and my father's house. Some things I love.
Now that I'm back, I'm working away on new dolls and pendants and am planning my next shop update for Saturday, September 26th. I'll list more specific information as well as photos of the forthcoming work as it gets closer to that date.
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