Downtown Edmonton

I really enjoy the atmosphere downtown since it reminds me of home. From what little I know of downtown Edmonton, it's a very laid back core. Regardless, I live in the very corner of the city so trips to the middle of the city are few and far between. We're not very familiar with the city sights but when we have out of town guests, the one place we do bring them to is this little city park. We enjoy the trail down to the river, mind you it looks like fitness central on a Friday afternoon.

The trail zig-zags down because of the incline, but there is always the off beat short cut down.
I have this thing about taking trees and pathways. I like to think I'm a deep person. This picture symbolizes the choices in the paths we take, the tree signifies life. One path is higher and easier than the other, we have to chose which one will take you home safely. Um, not really, I just take a lot of path and tree pictures, I have to figure out ways to justify them, right? But that totally made sense.
Before leaving the park, the boys waited for the train to cross the river, because that's what boys do. But I must admit, I think it's a pretty train.

And finally while driving back home, I took this last picture from inside the van.

Downtown, I really am sorry I don't know you better, but our odds are stacked against us. I hope this summer my baby and I will become close friends with the transit system and maybe then I'll visit you because I'm scared of your parking. I've already cried once before because of it, but I totally understand that it's my fault and I should just learn already how to get out of a parking lot without freaking out. You've done nothing wrong, it's all me.

Today I decided to start using our camera properly. The subjects tormented by my poor photographic skills were, thankfully, inanimate.

This is my trusty tape measure. It came in a mini sewing kit from The Dollar Store. Hello, trusty measuring tape. You make knitting, moving furniture and measuring baby's head circumference easier. Thank you.

This is my beautiful pot of coriander growing on my windowsill. My dear mother-in-law told me to just dump a few coriander seeds into a pot of soil and water it. Three weeks later, look at the goodness.

I'm quite proud, this is the second plant that I've taken care of and is actually is a pretty green and not brown, as in dead leaves brown. The first is a mint plant, that I'm actually quite scared of because it seemed to grow with a mind of its own. I actually stopped watering it just to see if it would slow down, but ahem, here it is just a little droopy, my negligence doesn't seem to faze it.

This is a block my dear sister-in-law gave my daughter. 'A' is for how awesome she is. My sister-in-law, but my daughter is pretty awesome too.
And to finish it off, this was our lunch. Fried rice. I don't know how food photographers do what they do. It was pretty tricky trying to photograph food while you're hungry and ready to eat. Notice I'm not showing you the whole plate. That's for artistic effect and um, because there wasn't much left on the other side because... I et it. :)