Well hello! Here we are in 2014. I can’t believe it, can you? I had my birthday and now I’m a year older, if not any wiser. So far this year has been tumultuous. Without going into any great detail, it’s not been great. That said I’m starting fresh and 2014 officially begins now in my world. Happy 2014 friends!
So I’ve already talked about the Soap and Glory Sugar Crush Body Buttercream. You know I adore it. You know what else I adore? The Soap and Glory Sugar Crush Body Wash.
Hello. My name is Poutine and I’m a chocoholic. You guys, I had horrible news the other day. The Body Shop’s Chocomania line, while permanent, is not very popular. I believe my exact response was, “Steeeeelllllllaaaaa!” I jest, but I was tres disappointed. I don’t believe I’ve ever fallen so hard for a product line before. This stuff is divine. In addition to the dry oil, I have now purchased The Chocomania Body Scrub and Chocomania Shower Cream (they had a 50% off sale and I am only human).
I’m on a bit of a wish list kick lately. I’m not sure why that is, but they sure are fun to put together! Now you and I both know that the last thing I need is more make-up, but that doesn’t mean I can’t wish right? Exactly.
Well, well, well, look who it is! It’s meeeeeeee! I’ve been simply buried my darlings. The last couple months of my life have been completely taken up with the Great Job Hunt of 2013. It was epic, and successful! Whew! Now that I’m gainfully employed I can turn my attention back to the important things like blogging! Lucky you! Today’s post is about a course I took through Hollyhock on Cortes Island, BC.
Hollyhock on Cortes Island
So, last fall I did an internship with Hollyhock. I’m not going to go into detail about what they do here because you can get all of that information over on their great website. Suffice it to say that it’s a great organization and I highly recommend checking them out!
From the website:
Our campus rests in the traditional territories of the Klahoose, Tla’amin, Homalco Nations; on what is currently called Cortes Island. Before us, it transitioned from a place of gathering, to a pioneering homestead, to the site of an important human potential education centre. It is on this foundation that Hollyhock’s founders dreamed of creating a lifelong learning centre.
As kind of a thank you I had the pleasure of attending one of their workshops on Cortes Island this past weekend. It.was.fantastic. It was a nine hour trek to get to Cortes Island from my beloved Vancouver, but it was well worth the long haul. Cortes Island is astonishingly beautiful, all lush, and green, and rugged. I’m pretty sure I saw a lynx… even though the lovely driver of the van I took to Hollyhock from the ferry landing was pretty sure it was a domestic cat. Potato potato right?
Photographing the flowers of Hollyhock
The workshop I took part in was called Photographing the Flowers of Hollyhock and we did exactly that! We spent our sessions in Hollyhock’s insanely gorgeous garden and I relished every second. There were only three of us taking the workshop so we each got loads of individual attention from our totally fab instructor, Allan Mandell.
There was a painting workshop taking place at the same time, and also a few people who were just there on holiday so there was lots of company.
Now let me tell you about the food. It was divine. *Swoon*. It was mostly vegetarian and nearly all of it comes from their garden. I stuffed myself shamelessly. It was glorious. They made salad dressings that tempted me to drink them straight up. One morning there was strawberry lemonade bread. I heard angels sing when I ate it.
The best part of the workshop? The strawberry lemonade bread beautiful photographs I have and the wonderful people I met.
For weeks I’d been planning on doing something special for my 100th post. I had all kinds of ideas ranging from a give away (unfortunately for you my pets, I’m always low on pennies…. can’t imagine why), to a tutorial (who am I to give advice though??), to a monthly favourites post. Well, yesterday’s was my 100th post and I celebrated by completely forgetting about it. Typical Poutine behaviour.