Yes, more photos. When we went to Canada I took my newer digital camera, and I let Willow take my old Nikon Coolpix to take pictures of her own. About halfway into our vacation the battery on my camera petered out (and it is one of those weird flat batteries that has to be charged in its own special charger which I neglected to bring with me against my husband's better judgement - there, Andrew - happy?) so I commandeered Willow's camera.
A new totem pole in the Vancouver Airport. I'm not sure what I think about this one - I believe it is part of the sprucing up of the airport for the Winter Olympics in a few short months. It's rather stylized - I wasn't sure what was bothering me about it at first, but then it hit me:
Isn't that design in the middle rather celtic? It isn't really what I perceive to be a First Nations design at all. It's nice, but unexpected.
Here's Willow at the bottom of the same totem pole, looking like she is about to drop:
And this is what happens when two little girls get tired of Mama/Auntie and Gramma snapping pictures of them when they look so cute in their matching tops. The younger gets weepy and the older gets pouty:
And these are socks that are not meant to be. This is the Fleece Artist yarn I bought on the Island, and it has absolutely no give whatsoever. At first I thought I would give them to my sister Teri since they obviously weren't going to fit me. After a while I doubted even Teri would get these on so I had Willow try them on, and they were a snug fit on her. So much for getting gauge for a Ladies' medium, huh?
The yarn is very pretty, but I am going to have to rip out the sock and come up with something more elastic for it. Any ideas?