a name

Babe I would love to know your name :)
I could just give you a name, but for some reason, i never have the urge to give names. I do have great desire to know names, flowers, animals and people alike. I know people who even name objects in their environment. I never even named my own kid (Don, my husband did), nor my cats(loesje and bubbles). And very seldom will i give my loved ones a different name, not even an abbreviation.

And who knows one day, when i grow up, i might start naming things. Because it is all about distinction. Expressing my recognition that you are special, yes?
I was always very particular about my own name, not so much caring what you call me, but i will always call myself Jozien, pronounced; yo zeen. Lately :) i have a number of different names for myself.
Maybe it all started with my grandpa dying when i was 5. I was his most beloved! and he called me Sientje, and i loved it. Writing it here is scary, call me anything, but don't ever call me that.

Anyway i would love to name the deer that come to my yard. They are a fairly recent occurrence. Somewhere i read that deer appeared in the Yukon 100 years ago. Only the last few years i see them on a regular basis.

As a footnote; for years we had a coyote coming to eat our compost, i named him/her; the one-eyed coyote. Needless to say, he had only eye.

sunday visitor

sunrise

Winter Sunrise
scene

As i didn't take any photos yesterday, click on the above, and there you find some Yukon beauties.

I drove right into that sunrise for an hour, going to the craft sale. it was forever changing, deep oranges, purples etc, all the colors i used in yesterdays post, more actually and more intense.
At the end looking out and up; i felt like i was looking down, floating above this peach blanket.

We might have a late sunrise and early sunset (Christopher thanks for mentioning us:)but they last for hours.

The craft sale i went to, was for Sonja and me the least successful, but if it would have been the first i would have been quite pleased.
And as always; socially it was great. Lots of wonderful people.
And Larry Bagnell liked my paintings! That tickles me pink. And that it tickles me pink, that makes me....hmmm
let's say i wonder about my intricacy. That's all i am saying, it's a long story, nothing to do with Larry, he apparently is a very good politician and a very good person. Thanks Larry!

streaks

first the mountains
streaked with color
then i go outside
and the sky is striped
my hands have smears of paint
it is my cheeks
that make me wonder
why are they
streaked with tears
is it all these new things
i am learning
like the colors here
it's just i never knew
to cry so much
some people say it's good
but i don't know
it doesn't feel like progress
and i call the mountains
please
please take me in
so i can be with you

one more craftsale

tomorrow at

Porter Creek high school

starting at 10AM

1405 Hickory St.

See you there!

i know what i

was dreaming up last night

today i sigh and smile

my heartbeat is a millisecond faster

this fluttering both uncomfortable and sheer delight

activities containing me

my heart urging me to go outside

-

the wind blows

the air it smells of rain

metallic, fresh but thick and heavy

good thing it's thick and not so thin

my fluttering wings would lift me

and take me way to far away

the sky 3 colors blue and 100 shades of gray

-

I climb the hill

to fetch my comb that i forgot

after playing mermaid of this sea of snow

i sit upon my rock again

where snow has visibly diminished

it is roaring in the tree tops down below

the wind taking one sweep at me

-

i dream, i dream

it makes me smile all day

while

my heart

it hurts

just a tiny little bit

The light

As i am writing the sun has just set. It did set 3.08. It will be light for a while, well and than really it will never get totally dark, here in the winter, with snow on the ground. Now with the full moon, the yard will be in dark blue light.
According to a Canada weather website, the sun officially sets at 3.57 in Whitehorse today. I will watch if that is the moment when dusk turns to dark.

I did a beautiful walk today. Still walking, as the snow is not very deep. I walked my blue ribbon trail, first climbing the rocks, entering the thick forest, through an old creekbed. coming out in a meadow, where there is still water coming out of the ground. Hoping to see moose activity, i saw only one old track through the creekbed. Lots of other tracks, as we haven't had fresh snow for a while, so all the stories stay.


Yesterday i was in town, went skiing, swimming and running. Our town the city of Whitehorse. For the amount of people living there, some 25.000. We do have an incredible amount of things going on and beautiful facilities. The skiing at Mount Mac, the trails fantastic. And swimming at the multiplex, or it's name Canada Games Centre. After school i train a group of young cross country skiers on the running track.
All the best of the best. And while swimming and running, you get to watch the surrounding mountains.