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  1. Sunday in Frames

    November 14, 2011 by Gail

    In order by activity…

    Android green toes

    Android green toes, next to cat

    gunmetal grey fingernails

    gunmetal grey fingernails

    bellini, complete with red shoes

    bellini, complete with red shoes

    dessert sampler

    dessert sampler

    mountain o' laundry

    mountain o' laundry (plus two duvets and a blanket)

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  2. Skipping Monday

    November 1, 2011 by Gail

    Beano gets busted for drinking

    Beano (RIP) gets busted for drinking out of my mug!

    Yesterday was so crappy I was in bed by 10pm so it would be over sooner. But a special mention: yesterday morning a neighbourhood coffee shop owner took pity on me while I was on the phone dealing with unpleasantries and made me the best Americano I have ever had in my life, along with a fantastic toasted bagel and cream cheese and an amazing muffin with goat cheese, walnuts, organic butter and his ‘secret ingredient’ — Tabasco sauce! It sounds bizarre but it was incredibly tasty.

    Good food and beverages (and sympathetic coffee shop owners) make life better. Also, entertaining pets like Beano… I miss that little scoundrel very much!

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  3. Dessert-Fest

    October 8, 2011 by Gail

    dessert-fest

    dessert-fest

    When I found out on Thursday night that Pennsylvania was out of the question for this weekend and I’d have to forfeit Helma’s home cooking, I shamelessly played the orphan card and got myself invited to dinner today to enjoy the company of others over food. Thanksgiving is one of my favourite holidays simply because it does not involve gifts, only people and food, two of the best things in life. It seemed rather sad to be only working and eating in the company of my cat this weekend. No offense, Xena, but we don’t eat the same food!

    Xena, looking angelic

    Xena, looking angelic

    Now it’s midnight and I’m in a food coma from all of us completely overeating (we went overboard with the desserts!), but I feel much better about having to work through the rest of the weekend with the thought that at least I had one home-cooked dinner and it wasn’t alone. Most of time being alone doesn’t bother me, but for some reason Thanksgiving is one of those weekends when it does.

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  4. Too Tired For (Many) Words

    October 4, 2011 by Gail

    flea infestation!

    flea infestation!

    Took Xena to the vet this morning as she was scratching herself constantly, and I found a lump on her neck/back on Monday night. We have a flea infestation. I blame Professor (who left September 10), although we’ll never know for sure. According to the vet, the lump is likely a benign cyst and will be aspirated later if necessary. First things first: zap fleas.

    today's sunset

    today's sunset

    When the markets dip, so does the mood of the people on Bay Street. “Here, look out the window at the beautiful sunset.”

    Bathurst Street Bridge

    Bathurst Street Bridge

    Still walking home when I can.

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  5. 90 Seconds Of Xena

    September 15, 2011 by Gail

    This is what she’s like every single day: a purrbox who craves attention.

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  6. The Showdown

    August 16, 2011 by Gail

    Xena's cornered

    Xena's cornered

    Xena's cornered

    Xena's cornered

    Over the past four weeks, the House of Fielding has been transitioning from a one cat-staff, one-cat household to a two cat-staff, two-cat household. Xena hasn’t been happy about it and neither has her nemesis, Professor. She’s hissed so much at him I think the only thing stopping her from hissing even more is that her (mostly toothless) mouth goes dry.

    Professor, aka Mr. Kitty

    Professor, aka Mr. Kitty

    It probably doesn’t help that Professor is twice Xena’s size while half her age.

    so not impressed

    so not impressed

    Despite all the highly vocal protesting from both cats, they’re curious about each other (natch, they’re cats after all) and day-by-day I observe a little less feigned hostility and more curiosity. Maybe one day I’ll come home to find them snuggled together as if they were friends for life, but until then they’re more like The Odd Couple.

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  7. Summer In The City (The Point-and-Shoot Edition)

    July 12, 2011 by Gail

    lifeguard at the Sunnyside Pool

    lifeguard at the Sunnyside Pool

    As you can probably tell, I’ve been buried under a mound of work lately. I’ve got so many photos to show you, but so little time!

    The House of Fielding went from a gruelling 5am-up-and-at-’em, full day + go home to more work schedule last week to the regular half-day + late-night editing crash-and-burn-at-6am this week. Is there any wonder I don’t get jet lag? It doesn’t happen in the absence of a circadian rhythm. I have to get my nose back to the grindstone now, so I’ll leave you with some point-and-shoot photos taken with the ancient Canon A520 last Sunday, when I took my Dutchie couchsurfer for a walk in my neighbourhood by the lake. I live in the city, but I love living in Roncy, close to everything I need, and the recreational feel of living near a big body of water!

    volleyball at Sunnyside Beach

    volleyball at Sunnyside Beach

    Humber Bay Arch Bridge

    Humber Bay Arch Bridge

    fishing in the Humber River (Lakeshore Blvd and Gardiner Expressway in the background)

    fishing in the Humber River (Lakeshore Blvd and Gardiner Expressway in the background)

    (more…)

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  8. This Is What DISPLEASED Looks Like

    July 8, 2011 by Gail

    Xena the cat

    I followed you into the bathroom, because you're not listening to me!!!

    I’ve been working a lot lately out of the house, inciting cries of protest from the other official house member, who is not used to being alone (RIP Beano). Notice her teeth are bared — the only ones she has left (two on the bottom, three on the side). Xena’s pretty toothy for a nearly-toothless cat. I think she’s trying to tell me something.

    Xena the cat

    Harumph!

    Ears are down. Xena is an 11-year old pulling a tantrum. (Yes, she’s actually 11 in cat years and according to this site, she’s 60 in human years.)

    I’m shooting a wedding outside of Toronto tomorrow, I wonder if she knows and will sleep on my camera bag? She does that when I’m about to leave town.

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  9. Six Birthdays In The Sky

    June 7, 2011 by Gail

    As I was compiling a list of my annual pilgrimages south to fly for David’s birthday on May 30, it struck me how fortunate I’ve been over the years at getting myself up in the air six years in a row. Since scattering David’s ashes on May 30, 2006 (a major feat* in itself after all that happened on that trip), there’s been all sorts of weather challenges — from stormy skies to major haze to high winds. But every year I still manage to do it, and I’ll keep doing it until I face some real inclement weather. So far I’ve been lucky it hasn’t been bad enough to call off a trip yet.

    David’s B-Day 2006 – scattered his ashes
    David’s B-Day 2007 – flew with an instructor at Brampton Flying Club in low visibility conditions
    David’s B-Day 2008 – first flight with Alan in his Super Cub
    David’s B-Day 2009 – flew with Alan in his Super Cub, landing in windy conditions [original post]
    David’s B-Day 2010 – flew in a helicopter at Mount Pocono Airport
    David’s B-Day 2011 – flew with Tyler and Tiffany in a Piper Arrow

    The video above was from my flight with Alan two years ago, when the winds picked up so fiercely we braced ourselves for a bumpy landing. Here’s what I wrote in Flickr in the description:

    Sunday, May 31, 2009

    It wasn’t windy when we left Cherry Ridge Airport, but after returning from a stop at Mount Pocono Municipal Airport the winds picked up tremendously and we were landing in a crosswind. (Look at the windsock with 11 seconds to go.)

    Our first attempt at landing turned into a touch-and-go and this was the second attempt. If this was a couple of years ago, Alan wouldn’t have attempted it, but he’s come a long way as a pilot and I had every confidence in him that we’d land safely. David would’ve been so pleased! (They flew a lot together in Civil Air Patrol.)

    When we taxied by the airport, there was a line of pilots cheering — it was pretty funny. Rick said the people in the airport gave Alan a standing ovation.

    I have yet to upload the rest of the flying photos from a week ago with Tyler as PIC (pilot in command), but it’ll have to wait until I get back. For now I’ll leave you with a video I shot three years ago on David’s birthday of his Snoopy the Aviator music box from his baby days. Aww, Beano’s in this one, too (and Xena’s in the back).

    * the car broke down less than half an hour outside of Toronto, then I had to tow it, get a rental car, continue to Allentown to pick up the ashes, back to Scranton, and got a call at 7am from the museum when they found a pilot to fly from Connecticut, round up everyone and drive the 2.5 hours to Rhinebeck, NY in stifling humidity.

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  10. It’s Gettin’ Hot In Here

    June 1, 2011 by Gail

    … just like the Nelly song. It was 24 (C) degrees at 9 o’clock this morning when I was running the vacuum and already way too hot to be cleaning the house.

    Xena agrees.

    GEF_4693

    GEF_4692

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