It's Saturday!

Remembering Freshair Boutique staff from 20 years ago! 😂😘

olivia (on the left)

20 years ago I was just finishing up hair school and was consumed with becoming a full time hair stylist like my colleagues. It was like being a ‘full time stylist’ was what everyone (that was serious) wanted to become.

As soon as you were out of hair school you would apply at a salon to do your apprenticeship. After 2 years of gruelling and mundane tasks, you get through and are now on the step of becoming a ‘full time stylist’! Making your own schedule and deciding on your pricing, were only some of the perks included with becoming a ‘full time stylist’. 20 years ago.

praise

During the month of November I was challenged with how Remembrance Day gets glazed over. As veterans die, their history and traditions die as well. Remembering and memory, in my opinion, are beautiful luxuries that depend on our own history. I love reminiscing and I do my best to do it often. These photos of each of us at the salon are gentle reminders of where we were 20 years ago.

I really like to take this month to look back and see all the things that have transpired for the good and or the bad. Eventually some of us won’t have the ability to reminisce or recall a memory.

cassy

krista

kiah

kitty

2020 will be the year where we can all share the same memory. We met and were devastated by your friend and mine (drum roll please) brrrrrrrruuuuuup! CORONA VIRUS!! (roaring applause). Please. We all hate her. We will all remember what corona did to us and did for us.

During this second lockdown, and as November comes to an end, I would like to say thank you to all of our clients and friends and family that have supported us so much. Thank you to everyone that shops online, you will not be forgotten. We really appreciate you all!

chelsea

jenna

niasha

When we are back up and running, we can talk about all the things that happened to us and all the things that changed us and all the things that forged memories for us. Just think about what memories we can share when corona is behind us.

suzanne

leah

So in another 20 years from this day, remember to be kind to one another and be positive to humans when you see them. Encounters might not happen for a while.

Lastly, remember when we didn’t know what the word social distancing meant? 😏

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The Fresh Perspective...

Lest We Forget

We Shall Keep the Faith

by Moina Michael, November 1918

Oh! you who sleep in Flanders Fields,
Sleep sweet - to rise anew!
We caught the torch you threw
And holding high, we keep the Faith
With All who died.

We cherish, too, the poppy red
That grows on fields where valor led;
It seems to signal to the skies
That blood of heroes never dies,
But lends a lustre to the red
Of the flower that blooms above the dead
In Flanders Fields.

And now the Torch and Poppy Red
We wear in honor of our dead.
Fear not that ye have died for naught;
We'll teach the lesson that ye wrought
In Flanders Fields.

That’s the fresh perspective…

Lest we forget...

What a weekend.  Yesterday just saddened me, and it's hard to believe that so many lives were lost ten years ago.  Just a little poem to remind us of the things that really matter...

Wage Peace   Judyth Hill
Wage peace with your breath. Breathe in firemen and rubble, breathe out whole buildings and flocks of red wing blackbirds. Breathe in terrorists and breathe out sleeping children and freshly mown fields. Breathe in confusion and breathe out maple trees. Breathe in the fallen and breathe out lifelong friendships intact. Wage peace with your listening: hearing sirens, pray loud. Remember your tools: flower seeds, clothes pins, clean rivers. Make soup. Play music, learn the word for thank you in three languages. Learn to knit, and make a hat. Think of chaos as dancing raspberries, imagine grief as the outbreath of beauty or the gesture of fish. Swim for the other side. Wage peace. Never has the world seemed so fresh and precious: Have a cup of tea and rejoice. Act as if armistice has already arrived. Don't wait another minute. Celebrate today.