Last weekend my husband and I finally had an opportunity to put everything aside and take the canoe out for a paddle. We are lucky enough to live in a city where Lake Ontario, Hamilton Harbour, and Cootes Paradise are only a 10 to 15 minute drive from home, as long as you hit all the green lights of course.
Cootes Paradise, managed by the Royal Botanical Gardens, is an amazing place for birding, amphibians and reptiles. The marsh is quite large, and a perfect setting for canoeing, kayaking, and fishing. Starting at the Princess Point canoe launch we travelled east along the edge of the marsh, north parallel to the highway, west past Hickory Island, Rat Island, then south before turning east to head towards Cockpit Island eventually ending back at the canoe launch. In total, my husband paddled 7.58 kilometres.
We thought this swan was quite comical with it’s foot in the air.
Turtles catching some sunlight.
A heron taking flight.
In this part of the marsh, there must have been a hundred swans. It was lovely how they parted allowing us to paddle through the centre of them.
A few years ago, I bought myself some Christmas Ducks to add to my decorations. The Christmas ducks looked fabulous in my kitchen, but then the games began. The teenage boy thought it would be funny to hide them on me, and each time I found them he would hide them again. This goes on for at least the two weeks leading up to Christmas. You can read about the Christmas ducks here. This year, I purchased an Elf on the Shelf and even though the elf is not geared to a teenager or adult children, I thought it would be a gas to have him in the house.
Much to my surprise though, each one of my children thought the Elf on the Shelf was creepy, but I went ahead and received an adoption certificate and name him Kevin. Kevin was chosen since my husband is always trying to rename our beagle Cocoa Kevin who is amazing in this Samsung commercial (our beagle cannot do anything but sit, stay, and lay down).
Back to the Elf. I proudly displayed Kevin and spoke about him incessantly. The Elf on the shelf was proudly displayed in the kitchen along with my other decorations when the teenage boy decided he would do to the Elf what he has been doing to my Christmas ducks, hide him. Now if you know me, you would realize I am completely oblivious to my surroundings. I walk from point A to point B without noticing anything at all, thus the reason things can only be hidden in the kitchen or living room, they can’t be to low to the ground (I don’t bend well) and not to high up that I have to climb.
I am now always on the lookout for Kevin, my elf on the shelf, but realize as soon as I take my eyes off of him, he is hidden again along with my Christmas ducks.