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fishpond blog

While we were at my parents’ house this summer, Doodle and I spent plenty of time “taking care of” the pond at the back of their yard.  In addition to feeding the fish too much, Doodle also assigned himself the task of skimming any and all leaves off of the surface of the water.  This task usually began by finding leaves to throw into the water so that there would, in fact, be something to skim off.  That boy is, um… helpful.

Speaking of being helpful, now that I’m back in Ontario, I’m going to have to remember to make myself scarce on the weekend that my parents decide that it’s time to take the fish in for the winter.  They have about six thousand fish that are transfered, annually, to a converted chest freezer in the basement.  The hardest to catch are the scores of new, tiny, camouflage brown babies.  Hummm… aren’t goldfish supposed to be able to freeze solid?  Perhaps a science experiment is in order.

fattening up

Happy Thanksgiving, Canadians!  Happy Columbus Day (still trying to figure out what exactly this is), Americans!  Go eat an apple pie!  I know that a lot of people get all worked up about turkey, but – hello? – pie?  And what about the stuffed potatoes?  The butter tarts?  Did I mention pie?  You’ve gotta love a holiday completely centred around eating.  Oh, yeah, and the whole family, togetherness, thankfulness thing, too.

canadian veins

I always get a little homesick around this time every year, because fall is my favourite season, and nowhere does fall like Canada.  The leaves are just starting to turn here in CT, but it’s been a little too warm and wet to really enjoy the season.  Also, around here, apple pies don’t seem to just appear, which has been known to happen at my mom’s house.  We do have a pretty intense schedule of apple festivals and corn mazes coming up, though, so not all is lost.

My drawing this week is a little different from normal, because I’m revisiting (um, okay, finally visiting) my print Gocco and have been thinking about designs to print.  I’ve been a real Gocco wimp so far, and I think that almost a year of drawing in Photoshop, where nothing is permanent, is to blame.  The thought of using up my screens and flashbulbs is scary!  Hopefully I’ll have a nice printed leaf journal in my shop soon.

old man miller

Doodle’s favourite band is The Terrible Twos, and we’ve had very little else playing since we got their new album a few weeks ago (it’s awesome – get it and this one).  In fact, we rarely make it past the first song, since Doodle starts asking for Old Man Miller again before it’s even over (check out the sweet dancing on that video!).  Despite the line “Old Man Miller was a porcupine,” the title character does not actually seem to be a porcupine, but, still, the image remains, and I decided to stop fighting the inevitable and draw a porcupine this week.  Doodle is thrilled.