The past few...in words.

We have hit the cusp between spring and summer on our travels. Sitting in parks with the sun beaming down so strong it almost seems angry. Walking on hot pavement and squinting up at high-rises with so many windows reflecting the light it almost seems a human made supernova. Dusty side roads and windows down on the highway. Finding the best ice cream shops wherever we go. Falling asleep to the view of the Calgary tower and coffee in the morning on the patio. Trying to ignore that achy feeling that there’s a reason we’re here. Doing my best to trust my body, trying to be its friend even though it’s let me down again and again. Baby duck watching and warm breezes through the trees. Grateful for couches and beds and air mattresses we’ve slept on, curtsey of good friends.  Picnics in parks and grass on bare feet. Wiping tears and magic lotion that takes away all pain when you’ve fallen at the playground. Exploring so many new parks and streets and so much walking through crowds, waiting at red lights. Tomorrow we are westbound. Goodbye Alberta, you’ve been a gem.

The past few...

Before and after

Hours before and blissfully unaware

Higgins first swim of the year

Then I took a ovulation test and to my extreme surprise it was positive. We had the whooooole week to do laundry and mow the lawn and clean the car and the house and get the spare room ready for my friend that's coming to visit, and pack for a week and a half on the road and get dog sitters and plant our flowers outside....or so we thought. Instead we had three hours to do all that and then get on the road for a 16 hour drive through the night. I stared at that test for 10 minutes straight while spinning around in a circle in our messy kitchen not knowing what to do or where to start. Why do something relaxed and planned when you can do it in panic and stress right?

Large coffees and 5 hour energy drinks in Burns Lake

Sunset in Fraser Lake

Sunrise in Jasper

Finally made it to Calgary!

Prosecco, golden light and teary eyes

Slow breakfasts with multiple cups of coffee, barbequing in the sun with loved ones, mountain peaked blue skied drive to make dinner for mother’s day, waking up to nothing but bird song and kitty snores, golden light in the moss begging me to get my camera out, teary eyes and a lump in my throat that would go away all day, thinking of all childless, motherless brittle souls who didn’t get flowers and homemade presents, listening to Edith Piaf while making carb free coconut/blackberry muffins, Prosecco on the back steps, planning adventures just around the corner and a road trip that will take us East, South and back to the Northwest all within 10 days.