20) A Year in the Life

June 24, 2010

One year later and still blooming (with a few interruptions here and there).

Today marks the one year birthday of corkscrewcurls. You better believe, some days have been easier than others. At times, when the daily hits count has been way-way low, or when I have a tough time trying to extract something interesting out of my brain to write about, I have to remind myself that, ultimately, I started blogging to motivate myself to write and take more photographs, share some of my work and not be afraid to express how I feel.

In these respects, I feel this place I visit to lay it all down has been a great success.

In salute of corkscrewcurls’ one year anniversary I thought I’d make of list of some of my favourite posts over the last 365 days.

List 20 – A few favourite posts from the last year:

Thanks so much for stopping by.

Pourquoi Pas?

November 26, 2009

Because I was forced to give up my blog’s handle in last night’s French class I’ve decided to dedicate today’s post to mes amis dans la classe. I’m joking… I wasn’t really forced to share my cyber address (it’s not that kind of class) and I doubt any of them will even be able to find it because I had to spell it en Français (Mon Dieu, il y a beaucoup de lettres dans mon adresse!). Still, I’m going to tip my hat off to them because I feel like it. Et, pourquoi pas? What better reason is there.

Truth be told I don’t really know this group of people very well and if they are at all like me I’m probably only getting a minute fraction of their stories. It can be tricky attempting to cobble together answers to various questions with our limited amount of French language expertise. Mais, courage, tout le monde, as Monsieur Professuer tells us. The way things are going, if we keep at it (if I keep at it. I pray I keep at it), it will come, non? The class, at least for me, is challenging and inspiring and to be honest with you (what else can I be?), definitely at times, nerve wracking. But, I am thoroughly enjoying it. I look forward to it. We all seem so different in ways but in it together and I like that. There is a supportive vibe swirling around us filled with patience and humour (a winning combination) all in the language I adore. C’est commence avec Monsieur (merci, merci, merci!!!) à chacun de ses étudiants (merci, merci, merci à vous aussi!!!). Vous êtes un cadeau.

So there – I said it. Et, pourquoi pas? I could have kept those thoughts to myself but why bother hoarding the good stuff.

(Excusez-moi si j’ai fait des erreurs. Sentez-vous libre pour me corriger.)

A Good Year

June 27, 2009

vinoThis morning I lingered in bed a little longer than usual while a low grade, red wine fog cleared from my head. Thankfully it didn’t take too long.

I don’t know a lot about choosing wine. I usually look for a Cabernet Sauvignon in a particular price range. If I’m daring enough to stray from a label I’m familiar with, when I pop the cork I can only hope for the best. I prefer wines that are at least two years old since rumour has it, allowing one to sit at least this long helps settle the tannins, making it easier on the noggin. But I know some of the best wines improve with age.

This morning once the fog had pretty much rolled out of my brain a thought came to me.  Maybe I’m like one of those bottles that have been sitting in the cellar all these years waiting for the right time to be opened. I feel as if I’m twisting that cork slowly, carefully, tightening my muscles and pulling upward. There’s a slight hesitation. I don’t want any to spill or go to waste. I don’t want to accidentally break the bottle. I want to start pouring when I feel sure I’m ready. But how can I  know for sure until I take a taste? I’ve never met a sommelier able to predict the best year to pop one’s cork in life (although I have met a few whiners…) I think pulling the cork out of a bottle that’s been maturing to reach the perfect vintage can be risky. You might open it before it hits its peak. But wait too long you might find it’s spoiled, turning bitter or sour. Too bad people aren’t as predictable as grapes.

When I finally decide to give a steady yank I hope what I discover spills out freely. I hope it swirls with a rich, even tone, deep in character, bursting with flavour. And, I hope I don’t wait too long. I’m pretty sure when it comes to uncorking the essence of life now is the right time to pour.

A New Day

June 24, 2009

Room for one more

I wanted to create this space years ago but have been putting it off for just as long. I hope I can figure this blog thing out and make this a place that illustrates my character.

Speaking of which, I have no ideas what I’m doing.

Today seems as good a day as any to break a pattern. So, instead of over thinking  (or, over thinking  more) I’ve decided to take the plunge. I admit, I’m a bit nervous at the thought of putting myself out there (which is one of the reasons I want to put myself out there) but I can’t seem to figure out what I’m waiting for.

I’ve come across a few blogs that have inspired me to lay down some roots. And, even though those said blogs seem like flowers, to me, blooming out there in cyberspace I figure there must be room for one more.

Here I go…