Saturday, October 29, 2011

Happy Birthday, Sherilee

"Heredity determines the colour of her eyes, but environment lights them up."


"A daughter is a day brightener and a heart warmer."


"Many daughters have done well, but you excel them all.  Charm is deceitful and beauty is passing,  But a woman who fears the Lord, she shall be praised."  Proverbs 31: 29 and 30


Happy, happy birthday to a very dear girl... Much love from your Pa and me.

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Time for a Book Review - Travels With Herodotus

"We stand in darkness, surrounded by light..." is the title of the last chapter and it captures the essence of the book.  

Some time ago I bought the book, Herodotus, the Histories after having read, The English Patient.  To date I have not read the Herodotus book but having read this book I am ready.


The author starts out in his homeland of Poland and takes you around the world as he matures as a reporter/writer/traveler.  If you are interested in travel and/or history this will be a short journey into the time of Herodotus as seen through the eyes of modern man on his journey looking at the development of civilization.

Having read some history of Cyrus and Darius I was very interested to see another version of their lives.

Ryszard leads the reader through comparisons and shows the similarities of ancient times and now.  He invites you to watch as he personally evolves in his thinking as he leaves, for the first time ever, a communist country in the 60's to more recent times after he has absorbed Herodotus' tales and the changes in the world we live in.

I found this book winsome, captivating and totally absorbing.  It is yet another tale that I was sorry to see end.

"You must always know the past, for there is no real Was, there is only Is."
-Wm. Faulkner

And on the back of the book, a quote by The Washington Post, Book World.  "A work of art: so eloquent, so simple, that you find yourself marveling at its prose...a travel book that all students of writing and of literature ought to read."

Monday, October 24, 2011

Big Scare

Wow, did I have a jolt today...thought I had lost my blog setup but here I am again.  Hope none of you got discouraged when looking for me and finding some odd looking blog...it wasn't me.

Now I am back...I think.

Birthdays Come and Birthdays Go...

"Life is the sum of all your choices."  -Albert Camus

Last night Mother told me that October 23 was her father's birthday.  I had never heard that little factoid before, probably because he was a bit of a rascal in his day so he was seldom talked about.


Now, I wish I would have known him some.  I do remember sitting in the front row of the Rosebud church for his funeral and when I was back some time ago to that same church I took a photo of his grave.


I stood by the side of the road where his farm once was, now covered in a beautiful crop.  It came to me that the beauty of the land alone should have been something to the man.


But there has to be more than that for a child to know about their grandparent.  So, I think we must do some sleuthing, more properly known as research on the man and find out who he was, what made him what he was, where he went and how he lived.

"Our life is a faint tracing on the surface of mystery, like the idle curved tunnels of leaf miners on the surface of a leaf.  We must somehow take a wider view, look at the whole landscape, really see it, and describe what's going on here.  Then we can at least wail the right question into the swaddling band of darkness, or, if it comes to that, choir the proper praise."   
-Annie Dillard


Monday, October 17, 2011

A Nod to a Queen


Oh little ferry, Mayne Queen, your faithfulness amazes me...


You carry us to and fro, through sunshine or storm...


The steady chugging of your engines,
Make us feel secure out on the water...


Even on your open decks, I see beauty...


Your strength enables us to make our voyage count...


Our feathered friends greet us every time...


And for those non-feathered friends we thank you too...


Through fog or rain or sun or sleet you bear
Us here and there...


No matter which Queen, Mayne or Cumberland, carries us along
We are grateful for you...


Merci, beaucoup to you!

Saturday, October 15, 2011

Gratitude as the Week Winds Down...

We are loving the weather people lately...they predict rain and we get mostly sun...they predict days and days of mostly cloud and we get mostly sun...so I have to say I am very Grateful for that.


Gratitude runs through me every time I look at what is happening at our place between the house and the garage,

"It just shows what can be done by taking a little trouble," said Eyeore.  "Do you see, Pooh?  Do you see Piglet?  Brains first and then Hard Work."    -from The House at Pooh Corner

I am thankful for bodies that heal...I went for a flying leap on Sunday night just before serving dinner to our neighbours, Richard and Noreen and bashed myself up some...cuts, bruises and sore spirits resulted but now by the end of the week I am quite normal except for a renewed friendship with the dentist!

"They're funny things, Accidents.  You never have them till you're having them."  Winnie-the-Pooh

Today I am thankful for Brenden who helps Sherwin every day and in turn that means he is a great help to me.  Sherwin only calls me to help upstairs when a third set of hands are necessary.  Oh, those heavy walls...but they are so beautiful I forget the weight when I am able to help.


There is something very encouraging to see projects complete and goals met.  Every day I discover something new about my computer.  For technology, I am very thankful.

There are many rather ordinary, everyday things that slip by that leave me grateful like:

Grateful I can still have conversations with Mother and we can share a laugh or two.  I love to hear her laugh.

Grateful for all of you who listen to me and talk to me...grateful for those Skyping sessions or the phone calls that warm the day.  It would be very difficult to live where we do if it weren't for our lovely little communication tools!

"A day without a friend is like a pot without a single drop of honey left inside." 
                                                                               - Winnie-the-Pooh

Grateful for the colours still in my gardens and the tomatoes that continue to ripen in the greenhouse.


Grateful for what one can easily take for granted like my dear husband and children and their children. So thankful for their lives and health and joy they spread around.  I am truly blessed.

It is a good thing to set a spell and think of what we can be thankful for and tell me, what brings thankfulness bubbling up in you?



Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Twenty-five Year Memory...


Time has wings that sweep past and leave me speechless...

Saturday, October 8, 2011

Long-Time-Married Love

Just a week ago we had dinner with a group of people ranging in ages from wee babe to folks in their early 90's.

As we visited in the afternoon, the wife of the oldest couple, told us this story of her past week.

She said, "It was about 2 or 2:30 in the middle of the night and I lay in bed beside my husband of these many years worrying about this and that, trying to give it all over to the Lord, when all of a sudden I heard from the other side of the bed,

Lead me gently home, Father, lead me gently home...

It was quiet for a few moments and again I heard this soft singing,

Lead me gently home, Father, lead me gently home...

I felt a moment of panic and thought, Maybe he is dying?..."

That story has stayed with me all week and I think it the loveliest testimony to long-time-married love...two people laying side by side, both with thoughts of the Lord running through the threads of their night thoughts.

How sweet is that?

"Lead me gently home, Father, Lead me gently home,
When life's toils are ended, and parting days have come;
Sin no more shall tempt me, Ne'er from Thee I'll roam,
If Thoul't only lead me, Father, Lead me gently home.

Lead me gently home, Father, Lead me gently home.
In life's darkest hours, Father, when life's troubles come,
Keep my feet from wandering, Lest from Thee I roam,
Lest I fall upon the wayside, Lead me gently home."
                                -Will L. Thompson
                                     

As the Week Ends...

Yesterday, late in the afternoon, I was able to stand on the floor above the studio that will eventually be the loft/storage area and look out beyond...

And then as we were winding up outdoors I looked back over my shoulder to see the sun getting ready to fall behind the hills of the Big Island.  

It matters not what day it is, what the weather is, what we are doing, if we will pause a moment and look south we are always blessed...and for that I am thankful.


Jesus, tender Shepherd, hear me,
Bless Thy little lamb tonight;
Through the darkness be Thou near me;
Watch my sleep till morning light.

All the day Thy hand has led me,
And I thank Thee for Thy care;
Thou hast clothed me, warmed and fed me;
Listen to my evening prayer.
                                                                      -Mary Duncan

Tell me, what are you most thankful for tonight?  
Have a blessed Thanksgiving weekend.

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Another Memory in the Middle of the Week


Now, isn't this a treasure?  Son and his first car with Grandpa...

Mid-Week Remembering


and then...


Those were the days, my friend, we truly thought they would never end.

What have you been finding in your cupboards lately that warms your heart?

Saturday, October 1, 2011

For Grandson, SBRC

Before the sun sets on this day, October 1, 2011, I want to pay tribute to our grandson.  When I think of him I do want to say, "Our beautiful Grandson."  I speak not only of his handsomeness or his winning smile but I speak of his heart...of gold.

Please come with me down a little lane of memories...


(in Kelowna at a wedding where I was taking the informal shots for the family)


(making cupcakes with Grandma at Pebble Beach)


(scientifically assessing the maximum potential output of the hose/helping clean up the pots)


(we had great chats while doing the ordinary things of life on Mayne)

And then all of a sudden...


(last year's school photo)

Time tends to fly by.
Grab each moment, Seth and make it yours.


from the poem "Atlantis" by W. H. Auden

...and may the Ancient of Days
Provide for all you must do
His invisible guidance,
Lifting up, dear, upon you
the light of His countenance.

With love and good wishes, Seth.  From Grandma and Grandpa