<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7931507</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 23:17:41 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Apperceptive Journey</title><description>Life as it happens to me.</description><link>http://suzysnow.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (suzy snow)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>209</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7931507.post-3671545681341941272</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Nov 2008 03:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-26T22:23:40.208-05:00</atom:updated><title>First Winter Storm 2008</title><atom:summary type='text'>PB150067Originally uploaded by Suzy SnowThe morning after our first winter storm, Nov 16, 2008.  The hydro was out and everything was very quiet, peaceful!</atom:summary><link>http://suzysnow.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-winter-storm-2008.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (suzy snow)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7931507.post-236368917144520811</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 04:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-09T00:02:17.732-04:00</atom:updated><title>Punch of Colour!</title><atom:summary type='text'>begoniaOriginally uploaded by Suzy Snow</atom:summary><link>http://suzysnow.blogspot.com/2008/09/punch-of-colour.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (suzy snow)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7931507.post-3606037709929522382</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Aug 2007 02:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-19T22:39:16.204-04:00</atom:updated><title>Final Days of Summer</title><atom:summary type='text'></atom:summary><link>http://suzysnow.blogspot.com/2007/08/final-days-of-summer.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (suzy snow)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hYjJHonOkxo/Rsj-zOkllfI/AAAAAAAAAFs/X0W4Hh_ln7A/s72-c/P8190051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7931507.post-450617274112322760</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Jun 2007 02:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-28T22:45:37.083-04:00</atom:updated><title>Tonight's Sunset!</title><atom:summary type='text'></atom:summary><link>http://suzysnow.blogspot.com/2007/06/tonights-sunset.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (suzy snow)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hYjJHonOkxo/RoRyRhQudhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-Iq_gYw4w4Y/s72-c/P6280845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7931507.post-3051355133473580825</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Jun 2007 01:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-24T21:53:25.814-04:00</atom:updated><title>Looking for Dinner!</title><atom:summary type='text'></atom:summary><link>http://suzysnow.blogspot.com/2007/06/looking-for-dinner.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (suzy snow)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hYjJHonOkxo/Rn8f_yCo7tI/AAAAAAAAAFY/BxtWAqo9dWs/s72-c/P6240823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7931507.post-3013371534970184253</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 May 2007 00:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-28T20:25:02.003-04:00</atom:updated><title>That's Just Ducky!</title><atom:summary type='text'></atom:summary><link>http://suzysnow.blogspot.com/2007/05/thats-just-ducky.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (suzy snow)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hYjJHonOkxo/Rlty0Zu68dI/AAAAAAAAAFI/AnVPWwniQso/s72-c/P5250610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7931507.post-9019558535416389158</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 May 2007 03:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-20T23:24:19.326-04:00</atom:updated><title>Flight Pattern</title><atom:summary type='text'>Click on image for full view!</atom:summary><link>http://suzysnow.blogspot.com/2007/05/flight-pattern.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (suzy snow)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hYjJHonOkxo/RlEQ15u68cI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ImQFO7CD8m0/s72-c/P5110564a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7931507.post-1111368487300172754</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 May 2007 02:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-05T19:32:39.482-04:00</atom:updated><title>Perch!</title><atom:summary type='text'>This was the scene last weekend (April 28th, 2007) of fisherman trying to snag some perch.  I was standing on the Atherley Narrows Bridge  in Orillia Ontario.  There is a Perch Festival in Orillia.  I didn't know about it until today but I was amazed at the number of boats on the lake.  It was an overcast, slightly foggy morning.  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That’s what everyone always says.  How many people really believe that though?  I know I said it myself many times throughout my life, but now that I am nearer to the end, I do believe it.  I believe it whole-heartedly.  It is that firm belief that has placed me here, right now, in this predicament or adventure.  I prefer to look at this as an adventure.  If I didn’t, I would </atom:summary><link>http://suzysnow.blogspot.com/2007/02/criminal-surrender.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (suzy snow)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7931507.post-4919889909806453415</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Jan 2007 13:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-08T17:42:11.228-05:00</atom:updated><title>My First Kiss...</title><atom:summary type='text'>My first kiss was with little Bobby from across the street. He was five, the same age as me. We were also around the same height. Bobby had curly brown hair, was pudgy in a cuddly sort of way and very cute (or so I thought).I tricked Bobby into that first kiss by talking him into participating in a new game of "pretend". My idea was to re-enact Snow White. I would pretend to be Snow White and he </atom:summary><link>http://suzysnow.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-first-kiss.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (suzy snow)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7931507.post-7658748052241197171</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Jan 2007 04:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-22T23:56:49.910-05:00</atom:updated><title>Assignment Number 1</title><atom:summary type='text'>*The assignment instructions were to write about a significant event in your life and to try to evoke an emotional response from the reader.  We were instructed to use all of our senses when writing e.g. smell, taste, hearing, seeing, feeling*Through the shrieks and screams of the kids racing around the park, I could hear the distant clang of the town clock. Beads of sweat covered my forehead and</atom:summary><link>http://suzysnow.blogspot.com/2007/01/assignment-number-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (suzy snow)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7931507.post-2192786786913899775</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Jan 2007 17:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-14T13:01:09.211-05:00</atom:updated><title>Right Write!</title><atom:summary type='text'>14/01/2007 11:35 AMI received a call from the college, on the Thursday prior to my first class which was to begin on Tuesday January 9th.  They had decided that three people did not warrant running Writing the Short Story. My disappointment was evident and the person on the other end of the line quickly suggested another class that I might find interesting.  The alternative, titled Creative </atom:summary><link>http://suzysnow.blogspot.com/2007/01/right-write.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (suzy snow)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7931507.post-3928559386171779345</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Jan 2007 02:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-09T21:24:49.260-05:00</atom:updated><title>Wake up Lil’ Suzy, Wake Up!</title><atom:summary type='text'>“Just hold still while I finish plugging in your wires.”I stared down at my green moccasins with the rabbit fur trim and wondered if the technician noticed how the colour seemed to clash with my flashy, new, pink pyjamas with the psychedelic design.  My cheeks started to turn red thinking of how ridiculous I must look.It was good that he could not see my embarrassment.  He may have sensed it, but</atom:summary><link>http://suzysnow.blogspot.com/2007/01/wake-up-lil-suzy-wake-up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (suzy snow)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7931507.post-3501336327091144288</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Dec 2006 02:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-19T21:04:51.211-05:00</atom:updated><title>Merry Christmas!</title><atom:summary type='text'>I guess I should have come on here yet again to apologize for disappearing into thin air.  It seems that I have fallen into that bad routine of staying at work too late and then just going home and falling into bed.In September, when I took a little break from work, I promised myself to not do that anymore.  I just seem to get so lost in what I am doing that I don't realize what time it is and </atom:summary><link>http://suzysnow.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (suzy snow)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7931507.post-6780400819206865652</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Dec 2006 12:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-18T08:07:52.308-05:00</atom:updated><title>I Only Have Eyes For You!</title><atom:summary type='text'></atom:summary><link>http://suzysnow.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-only-have-eyes-for-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (suzy snow)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hYjJHonOkxo/RYaSmcZaaKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/51QfHuoJ-2U/s72-c/pc150090+(3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7931507.post-116267733596853710</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Nov 2006 21:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-04T16:55:37.170-05:00</atom:updated><title>Two-Timing Addict</title><atom:summary type='text'>I arrive home late from work after yet another long day.  I am bleary eyed as I pull into the garage and make my way up to the apartment. Thankfully Mom has supper holding for me, so that my free time is not wasted on preparing a meal. After a day of fielding questions, attending meetings, long drawn out conversations with peer on how to avert day-to-day disasters, I yearn for some mindless </atom:summary><link>http://suzysnow.blogspot.com/2006/11/two-timing-addict.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (suzy snow)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7931507.post-116083299002655496</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Oct 2006 13:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-08T17:43:19.650-05:00</atom:updated><title>A Sucker is Born</title><atom:summary type='text'>Everyone has heard that saying "a sucker is born every minute".  Well on July 22, 1961 at the precise moment I was born, VOILA!!  Yes a sucker. I am regarded as an intelligent individual at work and in my personal life but every now and then I experience what I refer to as my blonde moments and on Tues night it was no different. Exhausted from working a twelve hour day I arrived home eager to </atom:summary><link>http://suzysnow.blogspot.com/2006/10/sucker-is-born.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (suzy snow)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7931507.post-115921135154967997</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Sep 2006 19:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-25T15:09:11.656-04:00</atom:updated><title>Clapton - ized, Again!</title><atom:summary type='text'>I'm still glowing from the experience last night at the Eric Clapton/Robert Cray concert.  It was without a doubt, the absolute BEST concert that I have attended. I think I may have said the same thing the last time I went to an Eric Clapton concert but this one was better than the last.  The thing that set this concert apart, in my own opinion, was the addition of Robert Cray and Derek Trucks.</atom:summary><link>http://suzysnow.blogspot.com/2006/09/clapton-ized-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (suzy snow)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7931507.post-115811181214721951</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Sep 2006 01:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-12T21:43:32.836-04:00</atom:updated><title>Trailer Park Girls...</title><atom:summary type='text'>Deb and I are sitting at this lovely turquoise painted picnic table enjoying a rowdy game of Gin Rummy. After calling my mother to get the rules of play, we dealt the cards and the laughter began. I want to listen to Bob Marley but Debbie doesn't.  We have to find a common ground on the music or the afternoon sun and glow from the alcohol will be lost. "When was the last time you sat outside at a</atom:summary><link>http://suzysnow.blogspot.com/2006/09/trailer-park-girls.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (suzy snow)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7931507.post-115803506947373211</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Sep 2006 04:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-12T00:24:29.493-04:00</atom:updated><title>Vacation</title><atom:summary type='text'>Here's a sunset from Sauble Beach. I've just returned from a mini vacation.  Will update more soon!</atom:summary><link>http://suzysnow.blogspot.com/2006/09/vacation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (suzy snow)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7931507.post-115664895091888969</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Aug 2006 03:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-26T23:22:31.130-04:00</atom:updated><title>Tit for Tat</title><atom:summary type='text'>Part of my morning battle into work each day comprises of a race around the block to the local Tim Horton's for my Extra Large Double Double. I started to drive out of my way so that I would be on the right side of the road which allows me to make a right hand turn into the drive-thru line up. This line up can sometimes snake its way down Caledonia.  The people attempting to join the cue from the</atom:summary><link>http://suzysnow.blogspot.com/2006/08/tit-for-tat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (suzy snow)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7931507.post-115638702880390094</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Aug 2006 02:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-23T22:37:09.143-04:00</atom:updated><title>Too Early</title><atom:summary type='text'>It can't be 4:30 a.m.  It feels like 8:00 a.m.  Maybe I should get up and blog for a bit and then go back to bed for a few winks before I have to get ready for work. No, I'll lie here and try to relax.  Think of nothing and soon I'll be back to sleep. Stop bugging me Molly.  This isn't the time for play, I'm supposed to be sleeping.  I only have 2 hours before I have to get up. 4:45 a.m.  1 hour </atom:summary><link>http://suzysnow.blogspot.com/2006/08/too-early.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (suzy snow)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7931507.post-115601496911638974</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Aug 2006 19:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-19T15:16:09.126-04:00</atom:updated><title>Summer Fun</title><atom:summary type='text'>     DSCN1540    Originally uploaded by Suzy Snow. Doesn't this make you yearn to be a kid again?</atom:summary><link>http://suzysnow.blogspot.com/2006/08/summer-fun.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (suzy snow)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7931507.post-115601460457716970</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Aug 2006 19:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-19T15:12:09.010-04:00</atom:updated><title>Trying Something New</title><atom:summary type='text'>I'm always open to trying out new things so when MSN asked me if I was interested in changing my hotmail account to the new Windows Live version, I thought what the hell.  Might as well.   I've already changed my yahoo account to a new beta version so why not Hotmail. After I changed over, there was information about other Windows Live services and one of them was Windows Live Writer (Beta).  It </atom:summary><link>http://suzysnow.blogspot.com/2006/08/trying-something-new.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (suzy snow)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>