What happens when I stay over at the Little House

 

dressup month? does that exist? This is what I'm wearing to school today.

Hi world!

This post was originally going to be the picture, above, as a stand-alone piece. And then I realised that I haven't posted since June, and thought I should probably give a little more.

 I've been back in Maine from Mayne Island since late August. I'm thrilled to be here, and am luxuriating in the pleasure of having everything I need within walking/biking distance. I'm living a hop-skip from the beach in the east end of Portland, ME. I swam there just this morning! (and saw a jellyfish).

Been ever-too-busy living to sit down and tell y'all about it, but Lauren's been taking some lovely pictures, and that motivates me to share them with you, and thus you get to hear a little about life :)

Among a bajillion other things, I've been doing a ton of contra dancing, canning, growing sprouts, shoots and greens in containers and generally settling into my new apartment (sharing a room with classmate Teresa). Took trips to Mount Desert Island (for mountain clambering and lobster), Montreal (for hangouts and bagels), Vermont (for all night dancing and farm camp visits) and Boston (for activist brass band festival) these past few weeks before I'm back on-call till the new year. Also went to the Common Ground Fair and learned about lots of things, from DIY funerals/caring for the dead to hide-tanning and seed saving. I have inadvertently cultivated a constant sensation of being on holiday, which is certainly enjoyable, but not particularly good for knuckling down and getting things done on paper or computer. Thus my neglect of you, dear readers. Apologies.

I'm also in the planning stages for my midwifery apprenticeship, starting this coming spring: the world is the mollusk of my choice, and I'm having a hard time deciding what I want, but it seems likely I will be on the west coast for at least some of it.....

A couple of photos from Fancy Canadian Thanksgiving are below, and here is a link to the rest of them (worth following, if only to read Lauren's blow-by-blow account of the day).

Baby midwives get fancy for brunch-dinner.

Me, Andriana's dress, Claudia's jewelry and Anna's glasses and child (if you look very closely you might be able to see the a-stinkin-dorable gap between his brand-new front teeth.) He's my boy.