If you're new around these parts, "at this time last year" is a looking back series that I do once a month. I started it two months ago after I found myself continuously wondering about my past. And then, after the first go-round, I decided that this had to be a regular Gypsy in Jasper feature, because there are just so many photos and adventures that I never did share.
Like my trip to the Okanagan to introduce Ian to my big sista and my brother-in-law. It was an awesome trip. We did a little hiking, went to my favourite restaurants and saw some of my favourite people.
|Aren't the Veerman sisters just the cutest? ;)|
And then there was Ian's birthday when I surprised him with a lawn full of pink flamingos and balloons. (I did blog about this one, but it's too epic not to mention it again.)
June was also the first time I experienced the midnight sun in Yellowknife. I remember walking home from Boston Pizza one night and I could very well have been wearing my sunglasses without looking weird. That was the first time it really sunk in, and all I could do was hum the tune to Corey Hart's Sunglasses at Night, while texting my "Southern" friends photographic evidence that the midnight sun truly does exist.
|This photo was taken late into the evening while my friends and I were having a fish fry at Yellowknife River.|
And while we're on the topic of long summer days, of course, I must share with you a photo from the summer solstice, which was absolutely glorious! My friends and I spent it cliff jumping (off small cliffs) and swimming. The best part of the evening/early morning was when a floatplane took off across the lake and flew right over top of us as we were swimming. AH. MAZING!
I went to the fair! I love fairs. In fact, I feel a huge urge to make a trip to Edmonton just to go to West Edmonton Mall (which I have never visited!). The only challenge is that Ian hates that place. Womp womp. Party pooper. I might have to play the pretty-please-with-a-cherry-on-top card to make that dream come true. Wish me luck!
Now here comes the best/worst part of June. It was the best because it makes for an amazing story. Like, one of the absolute best. It was the worst because it was pretty scary and could have ended badly. Curious? Well, here's the deal, Ian was attacked by a great horned owl. No joke, it happened. I even wrote a column about it for the paper in Yellowknife, which you can find here. So anyway, here's the culprit.
Before I leave you, I just want to mention that at this time two years ago, I graduated with my master's degree!! Hooray for me.
So what were you doing last year? Anything fun and exciting? Did you witness any owl attacks?