Happy Easter

My Grandma has a lot of weird stuff.

I hope everyone had a safe and happy Easter, Passover, or whatever you celebrate during spring. I visited Ingleside. It's hard to describe Ingleside, a small town not all that far from Cornwall in Ontario. It's where my Dad spent most of his childhood for a start. It's also the place where, a few days before Christmas, my brother and I were wasting some time at the lone dollar store, and heard the sounds of musical cards singing "Happy Birthday" and "Feliz Navidad" and the like an aisle over. Next, we heard a female voice say: "Hi, Jan! Sometimes I just come here and listen to the tunes!" I'm sure it has some great qualities, or at least better than the ones it has in my mind. Part of the problem is that we were conditioned by my Dad, who made sure to blow that Popsicle stand as soon as he could, that Ingleside is about as much fun as a case of herpes.
There's a sign just outside the town that says "You are now half-way to the North Pole."
You're also half-way to nowhere.
But, the grandparents still live there, and we love them. And her delicious, delicious pies. Plus, its closer to Montreal, and Ottawa where my brother lives, so we usually do Easter there. It was nice to see the family again, especially since my parents brought Smitty up. Remember the little gaffer with the white spot from all the puppy pictures? He looks like this now. And has the personality of a politician with ADD- charming, but exhausting. I tried to smuggle the cuteness back to Montreal, but no dice.

And expect more, and better, pictures. I went into Henry's in Ottawa, a great camera store on Bank, thinking I would just wander idly while my brother priced tripods, and walked out with a Canon Rebel XT. The body was used, but in perfect shape (they hadn't even put the strap on), so I got it for a measly four hundred bucks. And my brother gave me one of his cheaper lens until I could afford better ones. I've now become one of those annoying people who run around believing everything is for photographing, and for photographing at least five times. Yes. Also, I hit up Yarn Forward, and bought some cable needles and a Chibi. The Rowan RYC Classic Alpaca book managed to overcome my reserve, but I'll write about that later.