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A day at the park

with guitar and brushes

live the life of an artist

I live happy moments, despite unemployment and little money in my pocket, my boyfriend and I have the leisure to choose what we will do our days. He is also unemployed, training to start his own business, building websites for musicians. I also want to leave, then leave, my company illustration. The expansion of the Internet application images, lots of pictures and I produced a lot. It remains to join the right people and they appreciate what I do. When the weather is as gray as today we are in our workshop in our computers and my drawing board to develop our proposals and works. When the weather like yesterday, we go where we please and enjoy the day. Yesterday we were at Parc Lafontaine and I drew the last colorful trees while listening to my boyfriend play and sing. My friend in the hospital will forgive me, days like this will be rare and it took an advantage. Walking into the park we stop In Emilia , a popular self-help center for us to put baskets of fruit and vegetables at low cost. Of course the artist's life to its shortcomings and the neighborhood too little greengrocers and exorbitant prices for any lawyer not even ripe. We will test this mode of supply in the hope that they do not give us too many peppers, I hate them, in which case I'll have to learn to cook. cons Making a bad situation it's natural for me and I'm glad to see that n'agace not the man who shares my life now. It is even that great and it inspires. For now even if we feel professionally to make on-site, we take this time to build our married life interesting and full of happiness. It's like a timeless time, we benefit because we are well aware that he will have to seriously get back to work and it would of course come too quickly. So if you see in the park a musician or an artist pencils in hand, you can envy them, however, knowing that it does not last long.

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Viaduct

A must

from underneath the railway

to buy Wine

Obligatory passage

from Underneath the track to buy wine

Paso obligarorio

debajo del Ferrocaril

para comprar vino

Where I lived before a branch of Liquor situ ed was just around the corner of my street. Now if I want wine, I must take my bike and go under the overpass on Ontario Street to go up a little before the Pie IX, where is my nearest branch. I must confess that I do not go for nothing and I filled my bag provision, one that fits right in my bicycle basket. I have in my kitchen that has a serving tray for depositing the bottles of wine. I use it now more often than just during the holidays . Unfortunately, my concerns never last long and if you come see me and it ran dry, I'll buy beer, specialty stores of every corner and they are many in my corner. ; Last summer I saw the driver passing a bicycle every day loaded with crates of beer, empty or full, depending on whether it was going or return. It is a lucrative job that I love cycling, I'll think about it. The poor are often generous tip earlier this month at least. With my unemployment check, still generous, I feel like part of my neighborhood. I'll see the free shows of the house of culture. I read and see other newspapers such as the duty on the internet. J ' borrows the same DVD movie to my library, like that I have enough money to buy wine. I learned to drink the wine gently. My father, lover, we used a glass to my sisters and me every Sunday for dinner from the age of 15 years if we agreed. At this age it's hard to say no, of course in the good girl beginning we all preferred the white wine but my father preferred the red there was rarely on the table, unless my mother had had need for her recipe. Taste is easier to acquire than beer for girls, and I still have many friends who do not. I confess love and beer and wine, even in older, I appreciate more the fort. I took in 20 when I went out with friends, I resumed taste. So I have a cabinet where you can find some Cuban rum and liqueurs, but also be careful when opening the freezer because I ' There have been a bottle of dry gin and vodka. I like my drinks cold. My favorite gin club soda with lime. Gin Tonic kills the taste of gin. I drink So Friday night a gin and soda, thinking of my grandfather who was fond of. When autumn comes, I appreciate the vodka bloody mary, that was a favorite of my grandmother who was preparing doubles. I'm not drunk, even though my sisters and I jokingly replied to adults who are teen asked us what we wanted when we were big, like our drunken father. That made everyone laugh My father never tire of it. I drink moderately, than on weekends, no more than two glasses or I tasted, I have spasms in the neck from the radiation that cured me of a cancer. Finally, it is my health that outweighs the pleasure. I'd never drunk, but live longer than my father. I already have because he is dead at 47 years. Think about it if you drink every day! See how he was fine at 16 when my mother met.

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terrine of rabbit with herbs and lavender

A treat for fans and rabbit terrine, and lavender. A feast for the palate and friends. I presented last Saturday at a tasting Epicure Selection, special tasting with 25 women invited, the tasting is followed by an evening of fun girls parade of fashionable clothing ethical "Francine Villeneuve Froufrou" artisan Montréal you will find among my friends BF. Cheers!

300 g of rabbit meat, cut into
cubes 100 g of calf liver
100 g of lard or bacon sliced by the butcher block
1 slice of prosciutto ham 1 / 8 inch thick (the radius of the sliced sausage) 1 egg
2 tablespoons
tea or more lavender Epicure Selections
1 tsp teaspoon fresh thyme (optional) 2 tablespoons
tea of herbs Epicure Selections
Salt and pepper (8 grinds)
Sprigs of fresh rosemary in quantities

Chop first 3 meats robot thermomix me. Then add the egg and seasonings. Blend again a few seconds. Mix all these ingredients, cover with plastic saran wrap and marinate in the refrigerator about 12 hours.

Line a loaf pan pyrex slice of prosciutto and place meat in tapping lightly with a fork to equalize. Fold the edges of the slice of ham, if necessary. Remove the sprigs of fresh rosemary on top of the bowl, if desired.

Place the terrine in a larger dish filled with water as a water bath and bake at 325 F for 90 minutes. Drain fat from slightly bowl. Cool 2 hours at ambient heat, then put the bowl in the refrigerator overnight.

After this time, insert a large knife or spatula around the baking pan. Then reverse slightly on a plate to the pan. Repeat the process with a thin knife, if necessary. Cut into equal slices with a sharp knife. Serve with baguette croutons of toast or crackers Breton. Serve with jelly, white wine, rosé or Pinot Noir Epicure Selections.

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October 19, in my last post, we waited for the rain ... it did not come. after 3 weeks of harvest, that's it, everything is back. Yesterday we had a little cold but good. A crop of exceptional quality. Very satisfying but there is still much to do so ... to the next!

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At the hospital

His leg is broken

but can still talk

same hospital

My friend is in hospital with a double fracture of his left leg. The one below the knee and the other near the ankle, it makes him look good, yellow and swollen at the moment. The doctors are waiting for the swelling resolves to make him and put pieces of metal, she knows where and does not know the details. My friend has a good moral, enter the hospital spent 50 years for a broken leg while hiking in the mountains makes you a daredevil and is more gold éole glory than being a cancer as the majority of our friends, myself included. This friend who accompanied me was one of those each day at the hospital for treatment of radio and chemo therapy treatments, which lasted two months ago eight years now. She was my favorite because it speaks a lot and kept me thinking about what was happening. It is available if it replaced at short notice, those who had an impediment. She has a big heart for it accompanied him until last week another of her friends with cancer of the uterus. I'll see every day since Monday, is not exactly because I feel indebted, even if 'ago, but mostly because it makes me happy. Caring for others, especially those I love, it's nice for me. Day before yesterday I spent an hour to untie the knots he had it in her hair behind her head. This friend has curly hair and thin it was a good ball crimped and entangled to ensure that does not return I made him ais lulus. ; She is cute and funny with her pigtails of red hair, everyone calls Fifi strand of steel. I must confess that yesterday she looked tired and the jokes were more rare. The pain is still present despite the drugs and the boredom and watching closely the greenhouse. Unable to read the blurred view of the absorption of painkillers, TV, she hates, is the MP3 player and friends. As I am unemployed, I'll see the end of the afternoon. The hospital where she is staying on the same subway line that my apartment and the journey takes only fifteen minutes. She is eager to finally see a doctor and be given the ok for surgery. After she must have at least 6 weeks of convalescence at home. She lives on the third floor and will need help shopping. Go see a friend with limited mobility to zero makes me doubly appreciate my travels. I continue to swim at lunchtime as she wonders when she will resume her aerobics and she says she does not forget to request a doctor's note in order to suspend its membership at the YMCA. J have noticed the swelling had diminished a little. The operation will be soon. I wish him all these friends as facebook, a speedy recovery.

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Early Fall

Early Autumn

shivering under a sweater

to see colors

Park Bellerive is closest to me than ever. Just take the bike path Notre Dame, going east to Hyppolite Lafontaine tunnel and just after it. We arrive at this park after crossing miles of docks with cranes, containers, silos, warehouses, factories and warehouses, more or less maintained. It is a pleasure to see the beauty of the river and to have free access to a large park full of trees. The bank was occupied by a few fishermen on Sunday, since we were on Sunday. families with strollers, bicyclists, persons elderly and dog walkers meet there for you to take a breath of air. The waterway is nearby and you can see almost freighters and barges that pass lake when there . We stayed there nearly two hours and not a single ship has passed. There were some on the horizon but they were all at anchor. It was Sunday for them also, I guess. We took the time to draw a little, my boyfriend also did watercolors since I showed him the basics ais. He is doing very well. It was not all hot and despite our gear bike as soon as you stop pedaling the cold watching us. Luckily my boyfriend is comfortable like a big teddy bear fur coat. It was the place the hottest place and I shamelessly occupied. The wind blew from the north-east and return was easy. The setting sun warmed us do more and we were very happy be back with us.

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for a picnic Fall

on the riverfront

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Geraniums in pots

Full
geraniums bloomed in a box
all summer

I never had such beautiful geraniums that this summer. ais I always hung in a planter at the gallery. In my former home had squirrels bury their snacks and put together the roots of my flowers the sun that they did not like at all. I had to replant replace them often and even during the summer. The traffic noise from my new street scares squirrels giving a chance to bloom. I have also released two languages stepmother who are also very well the front porch. I'll have them back soon. In my kitchen I have a table near a window that serves as my winter garden. I will have to find room for it all . I've a jasmine flower, an orchid at rest, a sage plant, a savory, a lucky bamboo, a beautiful plant lemongrass and baby nursery plants in Mexico. I did not particularly green thumb but I like taking care of plants. They never complain even if sometimes I fail a little. They are so grateful when I held that I trying to take good care. I also have two hanging baskets which I know the name of the plant and two ivy that make the mouth since they are on the refrigerator. The vibrations must prevent them from sleep, but I love their foliage hiding the side of the fridge. I will first try to give them a little fertilizer and see what happens. Moving it to the acclimatization at least one year. The time to go around the seasons. Already, the noise bothers me less. The windows are closed because of cold it is outside and the rain falling continuously since several days. I take the time to go swimming, I have no excuses, I live next to a brand new swimming pool and free. I finished the first draft of a haiku novel with well ten days ago and I am the first re-write. My first draft was written almost in its order not to break the thread of what was going through my head. I have a lot of work ahead of me to do something clever, but it's an interesting challenge. I give you the title:''Pots of grief.''I talk about Children, their frustrations and the need to grow up safe and toddlers. Instead of focusing on the good life I had I looked at all these little moments of reflection that I about life, the adult and child, who seemed so different. I have seventeen page copied on the computer. I first restored order in the stories example I gave the end in its place, because I had found it halfway. In re-writing I take this opportunity to add details and make himself called filling. It's like putting salad, tomato, mayonnaise in the ham sandwich. It's better, but had already found the ham. Honestly I did not expect that to be so much work but I have time and I take this opportunity. J'entrecoupe moments of writing by working a little different than I do for years, a cartoon. I have a scenario in your head for at least ten years. The character principal is a girl of the North Shore of Quebec named Marie-Noelle and everyone calls and Marino who was eighteen in 1967. As my favorite literary style is the haiku, I'm make a haïkubédé . You can go see my first try and tell me what you think. I think the comics pages are in dialogue in bubbles to advance the story. I think the haiku is too introspective to be dynamic and there was only that I would lose readers. Each new chapter will begin with a haïkubédé in order to feel the spirit in which the heroine is by presenting it in its environment will change often in history. A blind also to the landscape. I'm unemployed but not really idle. Well, here I return to my comic. It's still a baby and should I take care a lot.