Strike Camp

Our kids are not in school. I'm trying to stay calm, but our son is supposed to be in his final year of high school and the teacher's strike is still full on because the union leadership and provincial government employees are behaving like....well, they are NOT behaving! At least not like the professionals!  Talks have repeatedly broken down, the provincial mediation guru has walked out, the government continues to provoke the union with unrealistic offers, the union continues to demand too much money. I just want my kids in school and my teacher friends working.  I think they should televise the talks so that we can all monitor behaviour and see what is really going on behind the closed doors and media black out. At least maybe then they'd act like grown ups.

So, instead of returning to classrooms last week, the kids and I returned to one of our favourite places: Thormanby Island. We had our own little strike camp with our hosts: my generous friend Andrea and her dad Bruce.  His sweet pup Sophie entertained us, too!  B was able to join us for the weekend and we had such a nice time reading, playing cards, hiking, swimming, paddle boarding, eating and drinking (sunset happy hour on the beach!). We've enjoyed a record-breaking hot, dry summer that just keeps on giving. The weatherman says we'll have sun right through till this Sunday, with temperatures heading back up to the high 20's Celsius.

Here's a little photo summary of our extendo-summer 5 day trip:

This is how people and stuff get from the dock to the cabin one bay over

deer tracks in the sand

And while I'm here, I just need to say Happy Anniversary to this incredible husband of mine. I never, ever, dreamed 28 years ago when you introduced yourself to me in Physics 101 that we'd end up together 3 years later and married now for 20 amazing, happy years!

  I so look forward to the next 20, B. xoxoxox