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Blog Entries by Lori Gard from 07/2012

Dispatches From Down East: Letting it all Hang Out

| Posted 07.07.2012 | Canada Living

Today, I follow my heart. I let things 'hang out' today. I never put a stitch of make-up on to cover up my imperfections. I spent the entire day in my two-piece bathing suit. I talked to strangers at the dog park. I wanted to leave and carry on with my plans for the afternoon, we did have company coming for supper, but instead, I allowed myself the moments necessary to meet someone new. To let go of my plans, and embrace the freedom to be 'in the moment'. These for me are moments of freedom.

Dispatches From Down East: Living "In the Moment" Tuckered Me Out

| Posted 07.14.2012 | Canada Living

A dear stay-at-home mama friend of mine recently reflected on the idea of being "present," which got me thinking: am I present and in the moment with our children? And if so, is that really necessary? To be present in every moment? In order to find out, I challenged myself to be present all day, as a sort of experiment. I was present when I ruined my favourite shirt, when the kids were crying, when water spilled all over the kitchen. P.R.E.S.E.N.T.

Dispatches From Down East: Want to Get Your Marriage Off to the Right Start? Come to P.E.I.

| Posted 07.22.2012 | Canada Living

If you google "P.E.I. weddings," it should not come as a surprise that the Island has carved out a market for even the most discriminating of brides. Although a wedding can be preformed just about anywhere, it is magical on the Island. It is a wonderful way to start life together as a married couple with a few days in paradise before settling in to the regular rhythm and flow of everyday life.

Dispatches From Down East: My Potato Love/Hate Relationship

| Posted 07.30.2012 | Canada Living

I confess: I have been wrapped up in a bit of a love affair. I have always enjoyed potatoes, but after my recent experience with our local potato festival, my love for that starchy tuber has been renewed. I don't know if it was the taste-testing on opening night or the experiences surrounding the festivities that further sparked my fever. All I know is this: from blossom to table, potatoes on P.E.I. rule the roost.