Saturday, November 27, 2010

Stopping in the Woods on a Sunshiny Day...

Today was a most heavenly day with blue sky, sunshine and ending with more rain to wash more snow away.  We went out trudging through the woods and I could not help but think of Mr. Frost and his poem about woods/snow/evening/pony etc.

We started out in the woods...


We headed off to Merryman Drive...


From there I had to see if I could find a pony to fill out the poem as I was constructing it in my head...


And his little burro companion...


All of our island glowed in the winter light today...


Frozen crabapples dripping in the sun...


Found some teardrops on the leaves...


Passed by a neighbor's barn...the island is so small everyone is a neighbor...


And across the way were glorious rosehips...


Home again...


The woods were lovely
The pony came over to chat
The world was bright and glorious
The miles have been walked
And now its time for sleep!

Stay tuned for further updates from the Listography Book...the next topic is to list my closest friends.  Since that topic is one of great interest to me I have been asking myself questions before I share that page with you.  What constitutes a friend?  What is the difference between a friend and an acquaintance?  What can I do to be a better friend?  In what way have I been responsible for damaging friendships?  Lots to think about...I would take any input on the subject.  It is one to be handled with care and love.

Wishing you all a bright new week.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Wordy Wednesday

Here's an alphabet meme that's been rambling around the interwebnets that I just received from my daughter on her blog http://sweetteasunshine.blogspot.com/ and promptly made my own.  This is what happens when the snow is falling and I cannot go out and weed!

A – Age: 64
B – Bed size: King, soft marshmallowy King!!
C – Chore you hate: the chore that needs to be done when I have something else in mind.
D – Dog’s name: Scruffie...He is is Mexico City, last I heard, and I am here in Canada, but he is still my dog!
E – Essential start your day item: My Sudoku book so I can do my one puzzle I allow myself per day before heading to my office.
F – Favorite color: Pink, pink...glorious pink...not icy pink but warm pink. Which leads me to red, orange and gold colors which lead me over to the blue, green and purple. I love more color than you would first guess if you looked at my black, white and grey closet.
G – Gold or Silver: Silver mostly but would take a little gold if it was offered to me!
H – Height: 5' 7"
I – Instruments you play: A very small amount of piano and a very small amount of cello which I am once again starting to practice!
J – Job title: Shirlocky Holmes because I am the finder of all lost ‘stuff’.
K – Kid(s): Alan, Shelby, Sherilee, Kim, Seth, Maizy and Lucy Ann who are all very dear to me.
L – Living arrangements: with my husband on a hilltop on an island. What could be better than that?
M – Mom’s name: Opal Ruth
N – Nicknames: None because I am not very polite to those who call me nicknames that are unacceptable to my tender soul.
O – Overnight hospital stay other than birth: lots of nights (7 weeks) recovering from a car accident when I was a teenager.
P – Pet peeve(s): People who hardly know me making up an agenda they are sure I am going to want to adopt as my own!
Q – Quote from a movie: Sherilee just put in the following : "You have bewitched me, body and soul." -Mr. Darcy and I had to have it as my own. Mr. Darcy saying anything is hard to beat.
R – Right or left handed: Right
S – Siblings: 3 Sisters
T – Time you wake up: pretty much when I feel like it which usually is somewhere between 6 and 7 am.
U – Underwear? Yes, which I resolve to buy only wild colors instead of white or nude...let’s live a little!
V – Vegetable you dislike: Cannot think of one that I wouldn’t eat.
W – Ways you run late: Me run late? I never used to until I decided to join the late people instead of always being the one to push, push, push. No more hurry, worry or sorry...I’m retired.
X – X-rays you’ve had: my ankle, yet again. Tired of the pain. Previously? Lots!
Y – Yummy food you make: My favorite would be the Challah I make but if it is food I pretty much like it. The soup cooking on the stove yesterday morning smelled heavenly!
Z – Zodiac Sign: Scorpio

Please play along, in the comments or on your own blog. Thanks!
I would love to hear what your lists say...humour me!

Saturday, November 20, 2010

End of the Week Thankful Time


In the last 24+ hours our world has become magical...Christmas just oozing out of everywhere!  I keep threatening to put up my Christmas tree and since my family in the south will be having Thanksgiving this coming week it seems like the time is becoming more and more appropriate.

First of all I want to say Thank You for bringing my week to a close in such a peaceful, cleansing fashion. 

Yesterday we celebrated Sherwin's birthday!!!  I am particularly thankful that his health and zeal for life have returned.  What a blessing he is!  For him I am truly thankful.


I am thankful for good neighbors who are encouraging and fun.  Sherwin found this mask down at Lucas' and couldn't help but ham it up for us!


We dropped down to our friends on our pre-lunch walk this morning.  Richard and Noreen have great ideas and projects on the go all the time too so we have lots to talk about and advice flies back and forth when we visit.  Here Richard is examining the snow at his front door.


We are hoping that this snowfall will be our one and only 'dump' of the year...you cannot blame a girl for wishful thinking. 


Icicles belong on the prairie...


As the end of the day came so quickly, as it does this time of year, I looked out and was thankful for where we live and all the blessings that we enjoy. 


Snow makes whiteness where it falls,
The bushes look like popcorn balls.
The places where I always play,
Look like somewhere else today.
                                                               -Mary Louise Allen
                  
Wishing you all a lovely new week filled with all the necessary blessings we so often take for granted.  Tonight, what are you particularly thankful for?

Saturday, November 13, 2010

A Moment of Thankfulness at Week's End

Last week for my thankfulness list I turned to my new Listography book, thinking what a great source of reasons to be thankful.  Well...my husband has pointed out that I probably did not do enough research to make such a broad sweeping statement...there are some lists here that you are better off not knowing about me.

Such as: List the Strangest Places You've Had Sex
              List Your Past Lovers
              List People You Wouldn't Mind Having Sex With
              List Your Favorite Sexual Fantasies
             
Notice the subject matter on these few I would not share...there is a trend there.  But there are lots of pages here that will be fun to share with you.  I am a bit of a 'list nut' so this is easy.

List Your Biggest Fears

1.  Right now my biggest fear seems to be not completing my Sketchbook Project I am doing with the Brooklyn Art Library which has to be submitted by January 15, 2011.  Every day I am working on a sketch for the book and in 30 more days +/- I should be finished and have it in the mail.  Christmas will have to be on hold until I have that under control!
2.  My life will come to an end and I fear that I will have not accomplished what I think should have been done with all the time I have been given.
3.  It doesn't seem to me that I am particularly fearful of earthquakes, flood, tsunamis or the like but I am afraid of not being prepared for them.  Not being prepared for whatever seems to be a biggy.  That is where good list making is important.
4.  Small, tight spaces are mighty fearful to me.  Will not/cannot/do not even watch a movie where small, tight places play a part in the plot of the movie.
5.  If I were to be totally honest I would say I have some self-absorbed fears that are meaningless in the grand scheme of things...fears like being ignored, scorned; fears of people, committees, groups and a strong fear of myself sometimes.  But as I said, in the grand scheme of things, these are just self-absorbed nonsense.

For those who know me well you may have some idea of something I am fearful of that I have not confessed to and that is fine.  Some things are better not aired!

Over the last years I have learned that what I fear at 4:30 in the morning when all is very dark seems to evaporate in the morning light.  I have also learned that the Lord truly is my Shepherd and my Friend.  He has carried me through some mighty choppy waters and He knows best.  He has given me opportunity after opportunity to learn to trust Him.  Over and over I have come to His feet and laid it all down.  I may be a slow learner but I do know I can count on the healing love of God.  


The week has come to an end. 

"To be grateful for the good things that happen in our lives is easy, but to be grateful for all of our lives – the good as well as the bad, the moments of joy as well as the moments of sorrow, the successes as well as the failures, the rewards as well as the rejections – that requires hard spiritual work. Still, we are only truly grateful people when we can say thank-you to all that has brought us to the present moment. As long as we keep dividing our lives between events and people we would like to remember and those we would rather forget, we cannot claim the fullness of our beings as a gift of God to be grateful for."  - Henri Nouwen

Tell me, what is your greatest fear? 
At the end of this week what are you most thankful for?

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Thoughtful Thursday - November 11


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 among 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.
-John McCrae

Lieut.-Col. John McCrae, 1872-1918
He died after 4 years of medical service on the western front
with the first Canadian contingent in France.

Monday, November 8, 2010

Monday Memories

For some years now I have been frequenting antique shops rather regularly and inevitably I turn to their bins and tables covered with old photos and papers.  When I first discovered the treasures there I was amazed at the beauty of the pictures, then I was saddened that they were there.  Did the families involved really want to get rid of these pieces?  Was there no one who cared what happened to these photos?

Needless to say, I purchased one whenever it really appealed.  It seems though, that the prices have gone up on these treasures in the past few years...no longer do they accept a song for a photo.


As you look at this photo what is the story you see here...is this a class photo? is this a father with a large brood of children?  Or does the real story lie with the girl on the upper right with dark bobbed hair and her hand on the chair in front of her? Hmmm....

Not being sure whether I picked this up in Canada, USA or Mexico (yes, Mexico has lovely antique shops and they leave their photos behind there too) I can choose the location without a thought and go from there with my story.

Now if you recognize anyone in this photo and can name them and all of a sudden desire possession, let me know.  Ancestors should be treasured by their own people.

Wishing you all a wonderful new week with high production and low distractions.

Be well.

Friday, November 5, 2010

My Friday Night Thankfulness Book

This past weekend I enjoyed my birthday again and yet again.  Something our family does so well is celebrate birthdays!  Our kids both gave me great parties.  And one of the treasures I came home with was this book (Listography - Your Life in Lists) where I can write the statistics of my life. 

It begins with the 'pets I have had over the years' and the book ends with places for me to write down 'my firsts' and 'my lasts'...first kiss, etc., and last thing I lost (that was just the other day)...so you can see this will be a fun, fun book to fill.

And what a great opportunity to see the thankfulness in all these lists.  No matter what has come behind I know there are reasons to be thankful for it all.

To tell you the truth I just now read the book completely through and there are some lists there that may be a little revealing and some a little intimidating and some I have been wanting to do for a long time.  So here goes...

List the Pets You've Had and Their Names

The first pet I remember was a collie mix by the name of Laddie
when I was a child on the farm in Peoria.  He was the family dog.

The next one was a pony by the name of Junior (now there is an original name!) who just went away (who knows where) after we three girls took him out one evening on our own.  Sheila May was leading him, I was riding and Bobbie was carefully watching.  Junior had other ideas and bucked me off, knocked Sheila May down and ran off.  That was the end of ponies in my life.

(this photo of cousin Brian and I must have been taken before the fateful evening)

There were a variety of pets in Redlands and Peachland
taken care of by the children
and assorted cats over the years that Sherilee 'owned'.

There were Sarah and Tess, two Airedales, on the farm in Westbank.


But I have to say the first pet I have thoroughly enjoyed in my life,
 that I could call my dearest little friend had to be Scruffie.
When I first saw this little dog on my first day at the orphanage
in Mexico, I said, who does that scruffie dog belong to? 
Sherwin says that Scruffie loved me so much because I asked nothing of him.  I loved him with all his matted hair, parasites and bugs under his skin.  I loved him back to health after his fights with the big dogs and I loved him through his mishaps after chasing cars.  I loved the fact that he would sleep under the block machine when I stood hour after hour making blocks. 
Scruffie gave as good as he got.  He was a dear little fellow.


Tell me, who and what was your favorite pet of all time?  And why was that one so precious?