This week I had a whirlwind trip to Ottawa to participate in a big (and rather crazy) press conference. (Thanks to the federal government for giving us more money to support hungry people in the middle of this food crisis.)

I had just enough spare time for a quick jaunt around the parliament buildings for a little photo fun. (Okay – truthfully, I had time for TWO jaunts around the parliament buildings. The second time was to try to find the cell phone I’d lost. D’oh! I suppose I shouldn’t slip a cell phone in my pocket when I’m planning to lie around on the grass taking pictures of tulips.)

I’ve been to Ottawa about a dozen times, but I never seem to be there when the tulips bloom. Except this time. What a treat!

After spending a couple of days with government communicators again, I was reminded why I am no longer one of them. I never could get the “look” quite right – the well-coiffed hair, the well-pressed suit, the blackberry on the hip, the shiny high heeled shoes, a copy of the Globe and Mail tucked under the arm. I fit in alot better in a non-profit organization, where you’re expected to look like you just stepped off a plane from a developing country. I do “rumpled” really well!

You can see other photos here, if you’re interested… (my linky things not working properly.)

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