well, scarlett o’hara was right, tomorrow is another day.

in a perfect world, there would be no mosquitoes, swimming pools would be warm, babies wouldn’t be able to leap into each other pack and plays – and oh yes, the day following a repulsive poor mothering skills day would be delightful. and you wouldn’t dream that your magnificent husband told you during a holocaust and you were living anne frank style with 30 other people that he didn’t love you anymore and wanted a divorce. i have not reached that world yet, but i am pleased to say that yesterday did end, and i was able to spend the evening reading and being quiet.

very few of my yellowknife friends know that i am here. jennifer, kelly and annemieke know, because they are the gal pal triumverate, but others, who i would love to see, i haven’t contacted because i dont know how much time i have to spend with them. and then of course you get the friends who knew you were coming to town (courtesy of me or proud grandparents), and say, "i’ve been waiting for you to call me!"

but this weekend i will see a lot of them…because this weekend is folk on the rocks, a yellowknife tradition. the 25th anniversary at that. pretty much as it sounds, the majority of the town gathers out by the airport to listen to the best of northern and some canadian musicians, dancers, story tellers, etc. it is a great opportunity for local talent to be recognised and for lesser known canadian acts to be appreciated, in a friendly, happy surrounding. during the days there are events tailored for kiddie pleasure, while the evenings are pretty much adult oriented. you can dance, eat, and swing at the unevitable mosquitoes and black flies all weekend long. i am looking forward to FOTR, it is as much yellowknife as "ragged ass road", skidoos driving down mainstreet (franklin avenue) and parking at the grocery store, the wildcat cafe, bush pilot’s monument, the tee-pee shaped kindergarten, dogsledding, and the float planes.

it is a weird day weather wise, and after the babies wake up from their nap, we are going off to the museum. i will take pictures and if charles has a moment and truly cares about us, he will download them for J.I.V’s and others viewing approval. but for now i have to take a ride in sebastian’s float plane.