Art.

This artist creates wonderful images with her mind and her hands. I just like to document stuff.
© Katie Mulligan

Hockey night in the Valley

I used to shoot over the glass whenever I was covering the junior b hockey games. One day, I heard the crack of a stick hitting a puck. My instinct told me to duck, and I am so glad I did: a puck went sailing over my head barely moments later. I was quick and I was lucky. I'm not going to push my luck any more.
© Katie Mulligan

A cause for celebration

A little victory on the volleyball court. The lads embrace each other after scoring a few points in a row during their final set in the semifinals last week at a local high school.
© Katie Mulligan

Let the sun shine in

Window lighting is just plain lovely.

© Katie Mulligan

More remembering

Images from Remembrance Day in Carleton Place, November 2008.

© Katie Mulligan

Remember.

This always pulls at my heart strings. Remembrance Day ceremonies are generally the same, and they have the same impact on me every time.

With Remembrance Day coming and going, it has reminded me that I have much to learn about my family. I don't know any relatives that were in the war, but I think my great grandfather, my grandmother's father, was a pilot in the Second World War. I think. See? I don't even know for sure. Anyways, since my grandmother's mother passed away at a very young age, that meant the kids all stayed in an orphanage while their father was fighting overseas. One of her brothers took off to try and look for his father. It was winter, so the frostbite did a number on him and he lost a number of toes from it. It was not a happy time for my grandmother and her siblings. Anyways, I think it's high time I learn more about this because it's part of my family history and it's important that I find out more.

© Katie Mulligan

The great return to Montreal

Tristan and I headed to Montreal to visit Lynn, just like we did last November. It felt like we took a step back season-wise, as they still have lots of leaves covering the grass, streets and sidewalks, while we've already had snow come, go, and come back again. Lots of time was spent walking around the city, which resulted in time spent at a park. A kids' park for kids aged six to 12, or so said the sign. Oh, and Juliet et Chocolat. Amazing. Apple and cheddar buckwheat crepe, followed by a hot chocolate cake with a hot chocolate sauce in the middle. Pictures were taken, and I saw the saddest looking park I'd ever seen. It was so wee and dramatic looking. Overall, the trip was a lovely success.
© Katie Mulligan