Hiking @ The Top Of The Forest

The Coolest Aerial Activity In New Brunswick, Canada, eh !

Hiking, Climbing, Swinging  - What A RUSH !

Monkey Swing, Monkey Play, Monkey in the Trees All Day..

Fun, freedom and personal reward is what TreeGO is all about. This aerial adventure  offers a diverse and exciting experience within the comfort of knowing you're attached to continuous safety cables.  No matter what your age or fitness level, TreeGO is  designed for your pleasure in a unique outdoor environment.

TreeGO allows you to move through a series of surprising and progressively challenging tree to tree activities. With multiple activities in courses for children, teens and adults, you get to decide how far and how fast to exercise your agility, endurance and confidence.

In the highest courses, you can choose to ascend up to 70 feet up in the trees, discovering new levels of focus and physical skill. Share this thrilling experience with friends or family and be rewarded with a sense of well-being and great memories.

TreeGO forests are filled with laughter! Go TreeGO and "Find Your Monkey In The Trees" today.

I have admired reading other blogs in regard to Mountain Climbing, Hiking, etc.,  and photography from such; however, at the top of the TREE, you experience a thrill like no other. The best part of all this, is that TreeGO exists a very short drive from my back door, here in New Brunswick. I am definitely looking into this next summer.

Get Out And Enjoy Nature

AVOID

             STRESS !

                            DON'T

                                        SIT

                                                AROUND

                                                                   THE

                                                                             HOUSE !!
                                                                                                                                                                                            

GET OUT AND ENJOY NATURE.....

DJan - Dat U ?

A Puppy Story

My Baby

“The small girl kept repeating it over and over again. We've been back to this animal shelter at least five times. It has been weeks now since we started all of this," the Mother told the volunteer.

"What is it she keeps asking for?" the volunteer asked.

"Puppy size!" replied the Mother.

"Well, we have plenty of puppies, if that's what she's looking for."

"I know...we have seen most of them," the Mom said in frustration.

Every little girl has a PINK dress :)

Just then the small girl came walking into the office

"Well, did you find one?" asked her Mom. "No, not this time, "she replied, with sadness in her voice. "Can we come back on the weekend?"

The two women looked at each other, shook their heads and laughed.

"You never know when we will get more dogs. Unfortunately, there's always a supply," the volunteer said.

 "Don't worry, I'll find one this weekend," she said.

Puppy n Fav Toy 

Over the next few days both Mom and Dad had long conversations with her.

They both felt she was being too particular. "It's this weekend or we're not looking any more," Dad finally said in frustration.

"We don't want to hear anything more about puppy size either," Mom added.

Sure enough, they were the first ones in the shelter on Saturday morning. By now the small girl knew her way around, so she ran right for the section that housed the smaller dogs.

Tired of the routine, Mom sat in the small waiting room at the end of the first row of cages. There was an observation window so you could see the animals during times when visitors weren't permitted.

The small girl walked slowly from cage to cage, kneeling periodically to take a closer look. One by one the dogs were brought out and she held each one.

One by one she said, "Sorry, you 're not the one."

It was the last cage on this last day in search of the perfect pup.

The volunteer opened the cage door and the child carefully picked up the dog and held it closely. This time she took a little longer.

"Mom, that's it! I found the right puppy! He's the one! I know it!" she screamed with joy. "It's the puppy size!"

"But it's the same size as all the other puppies you held over the last few weeks," Mom said.

COUSINS

"No not size ---- the sighs. When I held him in my arms, he sighed," she said. "Don't you remember? When I asked you one day what love is, you told me love depends on the sighs of your heart. The more you love, the bigger the sigh!"

The two women looked at each other for a moment. Mom didn't know whether to laugh or cry. As she stooped down to hug the child, she did a little of both. 

"Mom, every time you hold me, I sigh. When you and Daddy come home from work and hug each other, you both sigh. I knew I would find the right puppy if it sighed when I held it in my arms," she said. Then holding the puppy up close to her face she said, "Mom, he loves me. I hear the sighs of his heart!"

BATH Time for my Puppy 

Remembrance Day

  A Day Set Aside To Honour Sacrifice

On the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month, we pause in memory  of the thousands of men and women who sacrificed their lives in military service. It marks the armistice to end the First World War, which came into effect at 11 a.m. on Nov. 11, a year earlier.

Two minutes before the armistice went into effect, at 10:58 a.m. on Nov. 11, 1918, Pte. George Lawrence Price was killed by a bullet. Price would become the final Commonwealth soldier and the last of more than 66,000 Canadians; to be killed in the First World War.

Pte. George Lawrence Price

Veteran Bob Kennedy, Army Cadet Tristen Garnhum

Remembrance Day Parade

TROOPER KARINE BLAIS, killed in action, Afghanistan, Aug 13, 2009

During the Battle of Ypres in 1915, Canadian Lt.-Col. John McCrae was inspired to write the poem In Flanders Fields on sighting the poppies growing beside a grave of a close friend who had died in battle. These poppies bloomed across some of the worst battlefields of  Flanders in World War I, their brilliant red colour an appropriate symbol for the blood spilt in the war.

Lt. - Col. John McCrae

In Flanders Fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

"Soldiers, what I have to offer you is fatigue, danger, struggle and death; the chill of the cold night in the free air, and heat under the burning sun; no lodgings, no munitions, no provisions, but forced marches, dangerous watchposts and the continual struggle with the bayonet against batteries - those who love their country and their freedoms may follow me " - Garibaldi to his Soldiers