Yesterday was interesting. I went to work with my aunt at the Falls Brook Centre. It's an organic farm, and people can volunteer to work there, and they live there. They are very big on sustainable living, solar panels and windmills. My aunt is the cook there. I spent from 9 in the morning till 6 in the evening helping to prepare food for a confrence on Organic Food Inspection. I made 36 muffins. Chopped kale. Stirred and stirred and stirred soup. It was fun, but exhausting.

I don't know what I'm doing, because no one has any idea what they are doing from one day to the next. Ideally I'd like to go somewhere that I've never been before, or experience something that I've never experienced before, 'cause that's what I'm out here for.

Sadly, I'm ready to go home. I think it's partially not doing anything, and partially because I've been away, in a state of constant motion, for two months. I have things that need to be done at home, and I have people I want to see at home. Mom and I have started schemeing about the spring. We're going to try to get some family up to fernie for a holiday. We're, of course expecting it to not work out, but if we don't do anything, it really won't work.

Also, I'm ready to re-do my blog layout/template. That's one of my first tasks upon my arrival home.

Love.