Saturday, July 31, 2010

Friday Night Moment of Gratitude

This week I have noticed so many little things in my life...those things often taken for granted or not appreciated for their beauty and the delight ...

So I found myself feeling very grateful for:

The fresh air coming through the wide open doors and windows this time of year…

The blossoms on my vegetables…

The perfection of small, smooth rocks…

The precise cut on the edge of the daisies...

Old chairs (I have a major soft spot for old chairs)…

The smell of fresh Challah  cooling...

“Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart.”
                                                   Winnie The Pooh

My question for you:  what small insignificant thing happened in your week that gave you joy, even for moment?

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Thursday 13 on the subject of courage...

This past week there have been a few conversations around here pertaining to ‘courage’. I had a complete blog ready to post on the subject. When I asked for ideas of photos that would show courage the husband laughed and told me I would have to take photos of more than flowers and sunsets if I expected to have anything pertinent in my files.

That was, unless I had pictures of British beer wagons, with the brand name ‘Courage’ emblazoned across their rears!!!

Well, that was the end of that endeavor…hurumph!

Next conversation happened around the moving of a bird house/feeder that had been abandoned by squirrels and needed cleaning out. Help, I said/asked…

With bucket and gloves ready I removed the first part of the house only to peer into a mess of old insulation, pieces of wood, some downy material and I mean, lots of it. It was at least 6” deep in the bottom of the feeder part of this house…again the subject of courage arose. We looked at each other and burst into laughter. Sherwin looked at me and said, you’re the one with the gloves. And I said, and you’re the one with the courage today, eh?

It seems around here we take turns at courage and strength to help each other out. Sometimes I find myself more helpful to the joint cause and sometimes he shows his strengths. 

This does seem a serious subject for the middle of a warm summer when all we are looking for is coolness and light but...

Back to courage…and not the British beer either…I have for you 13 quips, quotes and whatnot re: the above subject.

1.Courage doesn't always roar…sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day that says, I'll try again tomorrow.

2.Life is mostly froth and bubble;
Two things stand like stone:
Kindness in another's trouble
Courage in our own.
 -Adam Lindsey Gordon

3.What makes a king out of a slave? Courage!
What makes the flag on the mast to wave? Courage!
What makes the elephant charge his tusk, in the
misty mist or the dusky dusk?
What makes the muskrat guard his musk? Courage!
-Cowardly Lion in the Wizard of Oz

4. You gain strength, experience and confidence by every experience where you really stop to look fear in the face . . . You must do the thing you cannot do.
–Eleanor Roosevelt

5. …courage and intelligence are the two qualifications best worth a good man's cultivation… -Robert Louis Stevenson

6.Every man of courage is a man of his word. -Pierre Corneille

7.Heroism is endurance for one moment more. –Kennan

8. This is the mark of a really admirable man: steadfastness in the face of trouble.

9. But the bravest are surely those who have the clearest vision of what is before them, glory and danger alike, and yet notwithstanding go out to meet it. –Thucydides

10. It is a fine thing to face machine guns for immortality and a medal, but isn't it a fine thing, too, to face calumny, injustice and loneliness for the truth which makes men free? -H.L. Mencken

11. I count him braver who overcomes his desires than him who conquers his enemies; for the hardest victory is the victory over self. -Aristotle

12.Money lost, nothing lost; courage lost, everything lost.
–Yiddish Proverb

13. To reveal ourselves honestly takes the rarest kind of courage.
-John Powell

My wish to you all is the best brand of courage...
the courage you need at the moment you need it!     
 -Dr. Seuss Wanna-be!
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Today is MaizyDay!

We are so happy to say Happy Birthday to Maizy today.  She is our double-digit girl! Happy Birthday Maizy…Grandma and Grandpa love you and are so delighted that you are now 10.

We have so many happy memories…

Your ballet class...

Waiting for Lucy to come...

Your visits to our house on the island...

Driving the tractor with Grandpa...

Hottubbing at Grandma and Grandpa's house...

Cruising to Alaska with Cousin Seth and the whole family...

Looking for treasure...

Throwing the ball for Beatrice on the beach...

And growing up before our very eyes...

On My Way

Looking out at the world I see
So many dreams, so many possibilities
Climbing a mountain
or maybe a tree
Life is calling to me.

Well, I'm on my way
I'm on my way.

Though my journey has only begun
I'll keep growing; won't ever be done
Finding my way from a walk to a run
Reaching up for the sun.

Well, I'm on my way
I'm on my way.

And if I should stumble
Or if I do some foolish things
Hold me close, then let me fly
Give me roots and wings.

'Cause I'm on my way
I'm on my way!

Lyrics by Emma Walton Hamilton

Grandpa and I send you our love, dear Maizy!

Monday, July 26, 2010

Mindful Monday

Have you noticed
as you drive east
on a warm summer evening
thunder storms threatening;
going from mountain
to foothill
to prairie,
just how the evening steals
towards you
a bank of dusk
moving towards you
enveloping you
traveling faster towards you
than you are to it?

Look behind
the light lingers back there
the light actually gleams
from where you came
just minutes ago.

Look east again
and it is night.                            -Shirley Ann Goerlitz

Friday, July 23, 2010

Some Friday Night Gratitude...

It is a good thing to stop and count your blessings at least once a week.  Early in the morning, when I first rise and look out the windows I have a moment of enormous  gratitude for our spot in the world.

Having just spent last weekend at a family reunion I have to say it fills me with joy to say I am thankful for a lot of lovely people I can call family and friend. We had such a good time with lots of good food and good connections.

and for these children I am truly thankful (if I knew photoshop I could slip in our dear son-in-law who was tending the shop)...very thankful for the extra days with Sherilee and Seth...

Tonight I find myself thankful for my faith relationship with God. He makes our lives worth living in many ways.

Have faith in God, with Him comes understanding;
Have faith in God, He gives you cause to sing;
Have faith in God, your heart will have His peace;
Have faith, dear friend, in God.                     

Having just spent most of the day outdoors either walking or working in one garden or another I have to give thanks for the opportunity to enjoy the natural beauty all around us.

and of course, my roses!!

And I am so grateful for the permission I have given myself to spend more time creatively. For years I skirted around the edges of living creatively…but I was always in a rush. It is time to get rid of the hurry, hurry of life as we knew it back in civilization.

For you all who read these lines I am thankful.  Faithful friends are important and a great blessing in my life.  Have a lovely weekend.

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Thursday 13

For someone who loves ads as much as I, these came across my desk with perfect timing...I can share them with you! 

Probably the most amazing and frightening thing about the following 13 ads is that they were made not that many years ago.  When you have read them through you will see how some characteristics have affected our society...we have read too many ads. 

Silly me, I thought all the doctors took an oath to work for our good?

The above ad is really wonder we have trouble with our health as baby boomers.

The small print reads:  Though she was a tiger lady, our hero didn’t have to fire a shot to floor her. After one look at his Mr. Leggs slacks, she was ready to have him walk all over her. That noble styling sure soothes the savage heart! If you’d like your own doll-to-doll carpeting, hunt up a pair of these he-man Mr. Leggs slacks. Such as our new automatic washwear blend of 65% “Dacron®” and 35% rayon – incomparably wrinkle-resistant.About $12.95 at plush-carpeted stores. 

No comment...

Oh thank you Santa!

The above ad partially reads:  “this young man is 11 months old -and he isn’t our youngest customer by any means. For 7-Up is so pure,so wholesome, you can even give it to babies and feel good about it. By the way, Mom, when it comes to toddlers - if they like to be coaxed to drink their milk, try this: Add 7-Up to the milk in equal parts, pouring the 7-Up gently into the milk. It’s a wholesome combination - and it works!


Just try it and see what happens....

Great philosophy...hmmm...

That is what all those suppliments are good for. 

These ads took my breath away...

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Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Mid-Week Moment

If once you have slept on an island
You’ll never be quite the same;
You may look as you looked the day before
And go by the same old name,

You may bustle about in street and shop;
You may sit at home and sew,
But you’ll see blue water and wheeling gulls
Wherever your feet may go.

You may chat with the neighbors of this and that
And close to your fire keep,
But you’ll hear ship whistle and lighthouse bell
And tides beat through your sleep.

Oh you won’t know why, and you can’t say how
Such change upon you came,
But once you have slept on an island,
You’ll never be quite the same!
                                               -Rachel Lyman Field

Monday, July 19, 2010

Mindful Monday

“Eating well gives a spectacular joy to life and contributes immensely to goodwill.” -Elsa Schiaparelli

Recently I have been reminded of the joy of living well, mindfully, and purposefully in many areas of my life. Choices that bring peace and health are important to me. In the world of food I sometimes still go for the crinkly bag and the ‘treat’ but as time marches on I realize my choices are more and more important.

Breakfast is a delight for this household…it makes the start of my day! So when I made a large batch of granola last week I thought of its value and that made me want to share this recipe.

Best Ever Granola

Mix together well the following dry ingredients:
20 cups oats (old fashioned)
2 tsp. sea salt
2 cups coconut
1 cup raw sunflower seeds
2 cups sliced or slivered almonds
1 ½ cups chopped pecans
1 cup roasted cashew pieces
1 cup roasted peanuts

Combine wet ingredients and whisk briskly:
1 ¾ cups maple syrup
¼ cup vanilla
1 cup light olive oil
1 cup water
Add to dry mix. This will bake nicely on 3 large cookie sheets at 275.

Stir once after the first hour. Continue to bake for another hour…stir again and turn oven down to 225 for another two hours. Your granola should be dry before storing and the extra time in the oven ensures dryness. Depending on the humidity of your kitchen and your ingredients you can adjust the oven temp to suit your needs.
Keep only a week’s supply out at a time and freeze the remainder.

"To live content with small means,
to seek elegance rather than luxury,
and refinement rather than fashion,
to be worthy, not respectable, and wealthy, not rich,
to study hard, think quietly, talk gently, act frankly,
to listen to stars and birds, babes and sages, with open heart,
to bear all cheerfully,
do all bravely,
await occasions,
hurry never...
in a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconcious,
grow up through the common.
This is my symphony."          -William Ellery Channing

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Mid-week Moment of Gratitude

This photo was taken 3 years ago now so the girls have grown and changed but as I was going through my photo files I remembered this time together and felt grateful again for the opportunity of that moment.

"Today was good.
Today was fun.
Tomorrow is another one."    -Dr. Seuss

Saturday, July 3, 2010

On that bright and cloudless morning…

9th grade

Sometime in the early morning hours today, my friend Deirdre Maureen Dennison Dow Dawson passed away. For some years she has drifted away from us due to Alzheimer’s and today was her day of release.

I remember where I was standing when she first told me she was in trouble; we were chatting by phone and I was watching the sunlight sparkle on the Okanagan Lake outside my kitchen at ‘Pebble Beach’.

As I did my walk today I thought of her and all the good times we had way-back-when. Deirdre taught me the fine art of note passing in 8th grade. She was also an expert on how to read a book-of-interest during a class without teacher detection! And she and I were in total awe of our friend Linda who was the Mother Superior on Boys…Deirdre and me, we were simple novitiates.

And could we laugh…there was a lot to laugh about in 8th, 9th and 10th grades…I can still see her mother looking over her glasses and shaking her head at us. I can still hear Deirdre call out as I walked to school, Hey, Kandt and I would look around and call back, Hey, Dennison! (What’s with the last names?)

countryside north of Vulcan, that she loved

After high school we followed divergent roads…she on to university, I chose marriage. We did get married within one day of each other though, she beating me by one day!

Deirdre did have a different life than I…while I was raising my little ones she was racing cars and graduating from university. At about this time Deirdre survived a gunshot wound that could have been her end. What a girl!!

As time passed we lost touch but when I came back to Canada she picked up and it was talk, talk, talk like we did as kids.

When our class from Vulcan High all turned 50 Deirdre invited us all to her house for a party. She was that kind of person; warm, engaging, personable and loads of fun. Everybody loved her.

In the summer of 2005 Rick brought Deirdre out to Mayne Island; her last trip to the coast.

I think Rick had a great time messing around with Sherwin for a couple days.
Someday I would like to think I will be roaming the hills of heaven and I will hear someone call out, Hey, Kandt! What a reunion that will be.

When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound, and time shall be no more,
And the morning breaks, eternal, bright and fair
When the saved of earth shall gather over on the other shore,
And the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there.

When the roll, is called up yonder,
When the roll, is called up yonder,
When the roll, is called up yonder,
When the roll is called up yonder I'll be there.

On that bright and cloudless morning when the dead in Christ shall rise,
And the glory of His resurrection share;
When His chosen ones shall gather to their home beyond the skies,
And the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there.

Let us labor for the Master from the dawn till setting sun,
Let us talk of all His wondrous love and care;
Then when all of life is over, and our work on earth is done,
And the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there.

Friday, July 2, 2010


Take a look at the list on the right titled 'Books By My Bed'.  If you have been looking at that list over the past few weeks you would have seen some heavy slogging books there. 

All of a sudden I realized it is summer, the reading is supposed to be light, fun, romantic, and a delight...I will tell you how it goes! 

It also helped that this past week our bedroom got completely stripped of all worldly goods and we redid the floor in hardwood.  (It looks lovely!!!)  But I realized that would be a good time to restock my bedside table. 

Tell me your summer reading plan and you just may inspire me to enlarge my list.