Tuesday, April 14, 2015

an explanation...


My apologies for not having posted since December of last year. I have been taking a rest from blogging, primarily because I'd run out of things to say, and had come to a point where I wasn't sure if I wanted to continue. Since my major move and lifestyle change last summer, I've questioned the validity of yakking about stuff that didn't resonate with me anymore. I'm still casting about for a focus, and have been intrigued by the 'slow blogging' movement, wherein a post only appears when I have something of quality to present to my readers. It's a work in progress...

To those of you have have continued to visit quelquechose, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Please keep checking in, as you may find some interesting posts from my most recent and life-changing travels to Scotland and Barcelona. In the meantime, here are some photos to inspire your wanderlust...





Tuesday, December 23, 2014

nostalgia: a child's christmas in wales


*i have published this post for the last 4 years, simply because i absolutely love dylan thomas' reading of his iconic short story...

when i was a child, part of the christmas ritual involved listening to the cbc, and its annual replaying of dylan thomas reading his short story a child's christmas in wales. dylan had a seriously beautiful, resonant voice with an hypnotic sing-song welsh accent that will have you sighing in bliss. done originally for the bbc (the story was published in 1955 so i reckon it was recorded in the late 50's/early 60's) - this recording is a rarity in this day and age of pristine sound: the crackly noisy background is reminiscent of a vintage gramophone record. listen and enjoy...and this holiday season, cherish the children around you.

a very happy holiday to you all!

my gift to you... a child's christmas in wales by dylan thomas. 

http://steadyhabits.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/childsxmaswales.mp3

Sunday, December 7, 2014

old timey skiing

this is a statue of olaus jeldness, a norwegian pioneer in my little mountain town, who organized and established competitive skiing in western canada. the 1st ever canadian ski competition took place in rossland in 1897, and both skiing and a rugged outdoor spirit like olaus', still pervade all who live here. note that he is wearing a waistcoat and a frockcoat as well as a québécois style toque: along with button-up trousers, all items would have been made of wool for warmth, and i can only imagine how uncomfortable, and heavy and itchy they would have been when wet! the long pole he's hefting would have been used for steering (like a rudder), or braking (which he apparently seldom did), as he hurtled down the mountainside during a race.


olaus also established the rossland winter carnival in 1898, a mid-winter celebration of all things snow, which is still held today. i can hardly wait for the festivities to begin - whoopee!!! come join us!

rossland winter carnival january 29-february 1, 2015. for more info click here

Monday, November 24, 2014

the view from here 1 month later. and a little mountain haute couture...

snow!!! up until last week we had a mere hint of snow on the ground. then on friday it started puking snow, and now we have about 1 foot of lovely fluffy POWDER on the ground. the forecast is for more snow over the next few days. hooray!!

and these are what i now wear on my feet - aka mountain haute couture! this is, after all, a mountain town which means that aside from the main street, which is flat, all other streets are vertical to some degree or another. these are a nécessité! and i think they're awesomely kickass.







Monday, November 3, 2014

the view from here

i love walking in the cool crisp fall mountain air. there's just something so clean and rejuvenating about a deep lungful of oxygen, non? i discovered a meandering trail about 2 minutes from my house, when i inadvertently took a dead end street. sometimes, taking a wrong turn is the best thing ever...
a couple of mornings later, snow! which has all but disappeared in town, but on the mountaintops, there remains a dusting of the white stuff. soon the bears will be hunkering down for the cold weather, and we'll all be gearing up for the new ski/snowboard/snowshoeing season. winter is coming! (i never thought i'd be so excited for the cold and snow...i absolutely hated winter when i lived in the prairies. its amazing how a new location can bring about a fresh and positive perspective!)
xo parisgirl