Visisting Stratford Ontario

Yesterday I went on a field trip with my Music Theatre class to Stratford Ontario to watch the musical West Side Story! Stratford is a town here in Canada named just like the England one where Shakespeare lived. The town was very pretty- especially with the fall season splurging it's colors everywhere, though, it was quite isolated; I saw no Walmarts or large shopping centres, but that was kinda nice because it seemed like the whole place was a very vintage town. And coincidentally enough there were lovely vintage houses all over the place just like my last post! I got a large dosage of beautiful house gazing, my buddies were quite annoyed with me for taking pictures at almost every home we passed. I was doing too much stopping and gasping, thus delaying my group. Eventually they got fed up with my extreme jolliness towards homes and left me to walk ahead towards the theatre, I caught up with them later. I had my self a wonderful time the whole day, and the musical couldn't have been better. Sad to say, I wasn't able to capture any pictures of the attractive cast in the show since cameras weren't allowed. It would have been awfully great to get some warm shots of the lovers in the production Tony and Maria (a.k.a Romeo and Juliet) during one of their passionate kisses since their chemistry together was perfectly sweetened. But fortunately, not all beauty can be captured in cameras, but in vibrant memory.

Here are some pictures:

Ya know I really like Shakespeare's eyes if they really were like that, quite groovy and round, a good looking man I think.


The theatre was quite interesting on the outside! Many seniors attended the show; West Side Story must be a favourite among them.

My friend was able to capture my whimsical red earing, I'm glad she did because I don't wear that pair too often.

Much of the down-town area looked like this, the day was quite gray but the buildings made ya feel warm and invited.

Seeing no grotesque tall buildings was quite nice, all the buildings were aged and looked all cozy.

I kept on walking by buildings with side walls like these alot, there was tons glorious native art like this on many walls. This one ravished my sight for a good chunk of seconds before my friends had to hasten me to get a move on along the town.

We also spend a good chunk of time in this melancholic alley making use of it's space with some pictures.

We thought a picture of our backs would be quite epic, walking off into the valley of wonders, and so I held my friends' waists and we walked off. Though we never got to reaching the depth of the alley haha.

And then later we just wanted to feel bad-ass, besides, we had an alley all to ourselves! And thus we posed Charlie's Angels-style.

I hid behind a fanciful messy plant for fun.

My face had some really volcanic pimples the whole while.

And now for some homes!

I bet these homes all have incredible attics!

And I leave you with my favourite house in the whole town of all the ones that I saw.

Just like there are lovely tree huggers there are lovely leaves that hug houses. I bet this house feels very joyfully embraced and loved. I thank God for making such enjoyable beauty, he must of been having a ball creating it all.

I had such a good time yesterday, It's gonna make the rest of my month.

Cheers! Hope your fall is lovely!

Old Homes

I long for the day when I'll be able to enter a pretty little vintage home with a history and stay in it for the aging days of my life. I'm not very fond of this day's architecture or new homes' exteriors; now-adays the brand new homes being made look sad and un-fanciful. The homes made during the 1800's were incredibly beautiful outside with pretty little curvy borders and colour, and very pretty boards. I wish they made houses now-adays with as much wonderful details. Thankfully there are places here in Toronto and Kitchener and Oakville where I can stare and daydream at these beautiful dwellings, the people who live in them are mostly elderly people. But to one day have one of my own would cost a fortune because the homes' age value. I'm still gonna strive to have a life someday just so I can buy one for myself. For now I'll just have to enjoy my time collecting pictures of these beauties. I daydream of having my afternoon tea in the front porch and prancing up and down the large stair cases, and of course exploring the spooky attic a home like this might have. Such excitement I hope lasts as long as I grow, and I sure hope old houses are still around when I'm full grown and can make my own dolla billz.

A Walk with my Ma to the Library Yesterday

Yesterday afternoon, after coming home from school my mom and I took a walk to the Public Library - one of my most favourite places. On our way there I got to contemplate a few local trees that are starting to brighten themselves up with attractive colors, though alot of them aren't completely covered in foxyness, some have just started to yellow. But oh boy, the colors that have flourished are calling to me, atumn collors just ravish my

sight.

Thanks to the winds I found a leaf in my path that brought me instant joy. It reminded me of the colors of fire, and I pondered if somehow the leaves produce some warmth for themselves against the coldness with their splendiferous warm colors. Perhaps they do? Perhaps their colors are their furnace.

Napoleon Dynamite

I'm one of those people who has seen a ton of weird movies hardly anyone knows, but I'm usually the last to see movies that everyone's seen. So this week, I got down to watch a film very memorable to most people - Napoleon Dynamite. I remember seeing a girl with a "Vote for Pedro" shirt one time in elementary school and I always wondered what the meaning behind it was, haha. After having seen the movie I pondered and pondered why I'd never picked it up before, it's just about the most magestic thing. The movie has some pretty fantastic filmography and it takes off in a slow kind of pace relative to life. It also manages to make weird hillarius, using no nudity or swearing (which is usually hard to do), and it's just wonderful for it. Napoleon had my heart right from the start of the movie to the end, how lovely is he for joining the 'happy hands club'! The uncanny characters are just perfect and the spontanius concepts like the grandma's lama and the ligers couldn't be anymore epic. I am most definately determined to find a liger now! I feel so stupid for not having seen this movie earlier; if you're not aware of memorable films like me and you've never seen this movie, then you've got to do yourself the honors of seeing it sometime, but I doubt there's anyone who hasn't.

Haha.