Friday, 27 March 2026

Dear Neighbor . . .

 

 

March 27th, 2026
Estate Lane
Middleton, Nova Scotia
4*C/39.2*F
rain, stopping in about an hour 
(It always amazes me how they 
can be that precise.)

Dear Neighbor,

Another week gone for the most part and this the last week of March.  Once again the pages are slipping off the calendar far quicker than I like.  Mind you, January and February were, for the most part, a waste with me being unwell, so I must take that into consideration. 

It certainly has been a week of "weather." Up, down, snow, rain, a bright sunny cold and clear day or two and everything in between. March has been busy making sure that we really take note of her as she flounces out of the room!


 

Eileen got her sleep apnea mask this week and is doing well with it.  At first they had given her the nose attachment, which had two plugs which fit into the nostrils and pump the air in all night. She couldn't cope with that. It made her nose sore, and so she took it back and got the mask attachment. This seems to be working much better for her. I can tell you that there is no snoring or loud breathing coming from her room in the morning, so it is an improvement. She was making quite a ruckus before.

I know that I snore. People have told me. I am not sure I could sleep with one of those masks however. I am not a back sleeper. I like to sleep on my stomach/side. Always have done. I probably always will.


 

Yesterday we baked brownies for Eileen to take to a bake sale that they are having to raise funds for their People's First Organization. We did two 8 inch square pans.  Normally I don't ice my brownies, but we did ice these and then decorated the tops of them with those little candy chocolate eggs. I put everything into the bowl and Eileen mixed them up and then helped me to divide the batter between the two pans.  Then after they were done and cooled I spread the icing on and she put the candy eggs on. They looked quite nice.

People's First of Canada is a national organization representing people with intellectual and developmental disabilities. She has belonged to the group for quite a few years now. At the heart of this movement is the right to live within the community rather than in an institution.


 

One thing I discovered yesterday while Eileen and I were talking was that it was not her choice to have her tubes tied before she and Tim got married. I had always thought that it was.  She had said to me a long time ago that she wouldn't be able to take care of a baby if she had one so she was getting her tubes tied. But apparently her dad and step mom made her get it done when she and Tim got engaged. It was not her choice. She did not want to have it done. I was surprised to learn this. 

I thought those days were long gone when people with intellectual and learning disabilities were forcibly sterilized. I was quite disappointed to learn this had happened. Do I think it was the smart thing to do. Probably. Really she would not be able to care for a baby on her own, but it should have been her choice to make, not somebody else's. I believe she would have made it, regardless, but at least it would have been her own choice.


 


She has spent some time this week copying recipes into the recipe binder that I gave her. A number of years back I had purchased five Susan Branch recipe binders that I had intended on putting recipes into for my kids. Good intentions and all that. It never happened. I just don't have the time. Eileen is having a great time filling one up on her own. It keeps her occupied so that she isn't just sitting there scrolling on her phone, etc. She is being pretty smart about the ones she is choosing to put into it as well. She has Pinterest and she is only putting in recipes that she likes the look of and that use not a lot of ingredients. Being on a very low and fixed income means that she doesn't have a lot of money to spend on ingredients she will only use once and never again.

She does keep quite busy. She has her bible study today and she has homework to do for that each week, plus the recipes. She has been doing her spool knitting and also bead-art. Then there are her CSS visits. She is keeping me busy as well, which is not entirely a bad thing.



 

Dad has had a bad cold this week. He is very much a social animal and is always hugging and getting close to people. I am not surprised that he doesn't get things like colds more often. I hope that he starts to feel better soon. A cold at his age can turn into pneumonia and we don't want that.

I also don't want my sister to get this cold. I have my fingers crossed. She has COPD and a cold would not be good for her to have. 

She made the most beautiful little accordion art journal this week.


 

I am so in awe of her talents. I wish that I had the time to do art, but alas it seems I don't.  I do enjoy seeing hers however.  She is amazing.  (I hope this shows up when I click post at the end of this letter.)


 

I am still struggling to get my stuff organized for my taxes. I also have that talk to write. Both have been mulling around in my mind. I am so tired by the time I finish my work, that I end up doing nothing, which is really bad.  Eileen will be out for most of today however, so maybe I can make some headway then. She is quite distracting, not that I am complaining. I am not. But it does make it difficult for me to concentrate. I am grateful however that I am able to be here for her. Its a real blessing for me and for her, at least I hope it is a blessing for her.

We took some big steps this week and erased Tim and his GF from her Facebook page so that she couldn't doom scroll on them. That is not healthy. I know that there is no really getting away from them, but it is not healthy for her to obsess on them either. I have been trying to influence her to move forward from that and get past it . . .  to heal. It's hard though. And I know it.


 

One of the lights burnt out in my bathroom this week, right by the shower, which made it quite dark when you were in the shower having one. Anyways. I thought it was okay, but I was awakened one night by a flashing glowing light coming from it through the darkness of my bedroom. At first (because I sleep without my glasses on) I couldn't really make out what it was. It was a bit scary if I am honest. I didn't know if someone was flashing a light through my windows or if it was a ghost (don't laugh, your mind goes there when it is half asleep) or what. Anyways I bravely got up and went to investigate and learned it was the light. How it had gone from being completely kaput to flashing I don't know.  Anyways, I managed to get it to stop but felt a bit out of sorts about it. I wasn't sure if it was an electrical problem or not. The maintenance man came yesterday to have a look at it and it just needed a new bulb, which I had him put in. 

I confess I felt a bit stupid having him come and replace a lightbulb.

I need to get myself a small ladder. Those are things you don't really think about getting when yourself but there have been quite a few times this year when one would have come in really handy. So I will have to look for one and save up for it.


 


My cupboard clearing out seems to have stalled.  I have not been able to get any further than the one cupboard that we did.  If I have time to do anything at all it really must be my taxes and talk, but the cupboards are beckoning me and I know that they also need to be done. There is stuff in there that has been in there since I moved into this place I am sure. Food stuff. It will all need pitching. Tall cupboards are a waste to me. I cannot reach them to get anything out. Live and learn.

And, now I am older, I am a bit afraid of falling as well. I still have not recovered from my last fall. My arm still pains me when I move it a certain way. I have had too much else to deal with with the stones, etc. I need to start chasing up my arm and getting it sorted out.

After my taxes and talk.


 



The snow has completely gone now. We have had some flurries this week, some really heavy ones, but none of it has really stayed.  Hopefully soon the grass will be turning green and the peepers will start. I can see little buds on the branches of the maple tree behind my place.  Lots of dead leaves laying on the ground as well that probably need raking, but I would have to buy a rake. I guess I really should have a rake.

All the bread that I had thrown out to the birds over the winter months that never got eaten because it got covered with snow has shown up as well and I need to get out there and clean that up. It is a soggy mess.  Sigh  . . . 

As Rosanna Rosanna Danna would say, it's always something.



 


When the cleaners were here earlier this week, the older one had told me about her son getting hit by a car on the crosswalk towards the gas station in Greenwood at about 3 am the week before.  Someone had actually stopped their car, aimed for him and his girlfriend and knocked them over and then driven off. They are trying to get the person or people who did it. He was on his way to get some cigarettes at the gas station when it happened. What kind of person knocks someone over with their car and then takes off? I don't know.

What kind of people are out and about at 3 in the morning? Getting cigarettes, driving cars, etc. I am missing out on all the night life I guess. I don't think I was ever awake on purpose at 3 am. Maybe when I was taking care of newborns, but that's about all.

Oh, that does make me laugh. I just remembered a time I was visiting my sister when she lived in Windsor, Ontario. She talked me into going bar hopping with her.  I went. There happened to be a convention of older Chinese gentlemen at the hotel where the bar was and the only person who hit on me was a very (seemingly to me at the time) old Chinese guy. I have never attracted real male attention, or at least the kind I wanted to. That's probably a good thing!

Well, I guess that's about it for my letter this week.  I have pretty much caught you up on all the goings on in my little life. Not very exciting, but then again, I am happy just the way I am.

Time now to go wake up Eileen so she can be ready for me to take her to her Bible study.

A thought to carry with you   . . . 

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*When one sees something
especially wonderful,
it's always nice to have
someone to share it with.
~Mary Anne Schwalbe 


Easter Recipe Roundup


I am sharing an Easter Recipe Roundup in The English Kitchen today. Some tasty ideas for mains and sides and desserts.


I do really hope that you have a lovely day today.  I hope it is filled with lots of things which bring you happiness and peace.  Be loved.  Don't forget!

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Thursday, 26 March 2026

My Favorite Things . . .

 



Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens . . . these are some of the things in life that I enjoy, and which make me happy, inspire me, or put a smile on my face. Maybe some of them are yours too.  Let's share!


 


A beautiful story and artwork  . . . 


 

 Little stone cottages  . . . 


 

Fresh beginnings  . . . 


 

Little wire baskets  . . . 


 

Easter decor  . . . 


 

Great pizza  . . . 


 

Calico cats  . . . 


 


Decorative mending  . . . 


 

Four little birds  . . . 


 

Good bread and sweet butter  . . . 


 


You didn't want to read this did you?


 


Woodpeckers  . . . 


 

This  . . . its also the antidote to fear.



We have lots of these to look forward to. Rainy days are getting things done indoors days.


 

Lace curtains  . . . 


 

Pretty blankets  . . . 


 


Pretty fabrics  . . . 


 


Farmhouse pretty  . . . 


 


Red winged blackbirds  . . . 


 

Button bags  . . . 


 


Beautiful fresh produce  . . .  I was so spoiled in the U.K.

And those are my favorite things for this week. I hope that some of them were also some of yours!

A thought to carry with you  . . . 

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*One genuine connection
can make you feel at home
in an unfamiliar place.
~Charlotte Freeman
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Mom's Classic Egg Salad


In The English Kitchen today  . . .  Mom's Classic Egg Salad. Is anything ever as good as mom's???  I think not.

Busy day today. I need to call that guy about the light in my bathroom. Eileen and I have to bake brownies for her bake sale tomorrow. Plus there is all the other work I have to do.  Busy days are good days.  I hope you have a good day too!  Don't forget!


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Wednesday, 25 March 2026

Wednesday Witterings . . .

 

 

Now this would be nice to have. I love the way everything is so neatly lined up and yet accessible. Of course, knowing me it would not stay that way for long, so I just admire these things from afar.  One thing I have learned about myself through the years is that I have an uncanny way of filling up spaces to overflowing. 

I don't know why I am that way. I just am. I will clear out a space and feel really good about it, and before too long I have filled it with even more. I am not a hoarder, but I am a bit of a clutter-bug, and honest about it.


 

Eileen was given one of those Sleep Apnea masks to try out this week. She picked it up on Monday. A fairly simple looking affair. The one she picked up had the things that go into the nostril. I couldn't see that working well with her and personally did not think it was something that I could sleep with. I was right. She only had it on for a bit and her nose was hurting.  So yesterday she exchanged it for the mask type. I peeked in on her this morning and she still had it on, so it must have worked a lot better. I know it is a lot quieter in there. She is a very heavy snorer and I don't hear anything coming from her that way. So it must be good. Hopefully she will have slept well.


 


Its a bit chilly this morning but could be worse. My weather app here on the laptop says that heavy snow is expected soon. But then it also says that it is going to stop in 34 minutes. I don't know how they know these things. It baffles my mind. (Winter just does not want to let go does it!)

I remember learning all about clouds in my science class in grade six. Of course we did not change classrooms back then. We all stayed in the same room for every class except for gym or music. I loved learning about things like clouds and animals. I still love watching nature shows.  The only thing I don't like to see is animals hunting animals. I want to reach in the television screen and stop it from happening, even though I know that it is the natural order of things. I just don't like seeing it.


 

That would be me. I don't even think about it.  I am sure my trousers are covered in cat hair most of the time, but I am so lost in my own little world it never dawns on me to even check. I know it would and does drive many people crazy. My sister has to use my lint brush every time she comes over just about, but I never notice it myself.

On a side note, I just looked out and it is indeed snowing quite heavily.


 

Yesterday the light on the ceiling next to my shower burnt out.  I can't really reach the bulb and will have to wait until I can get someone with a ladder to come over and replace it.  Last night when I was in bed, it started flickering. Of course I am blind as a bat without my glasses on, all I could see was this light flickering. I did not know if it was a ghost or not. (You know how the mind works.) So I finally got brave enough to get out of bed and check it out, and it was the light. I did manage to get it turned all the way off. I suppose I will have to call the maintenance guy to come and check it out today.

It is a new guy. The maintenance man. He seems to be a lot more amenable than the old guy.  When he came to clean my heat pump the other day, he cleaned the heat pump, and also replaced the smoke detector battery and even went out of his way to go and get a light bulb from a fridge in the shed down the end of the road to replace the light bulb in my refrigerator. I thought that was quite nice of him. The old guy never did anything he didn't have to do.


 


Cindy and I took a quick trip up to Pelton's yesterday.  They had posted on Facebook that they had fresh Oatmeal Molasses Bread on the shelves. They make the best Oatmeal Molasses bread. We had to drive up and get some. When we got there, there was only two loaves left and they had our names on them, figuratively speaking. I had a slice of it, lightly buttered, as soon as I got home. That was my lunch.

I don't think I could ever give up carbs. I love things like bread, pasta and potatoes too much. Pasta I might be able to live without, but bread and potatoes, never. Well, I guess I could, but I wouldn't want to.


 


I watched that movie on Netflix about Amy Winehouse at the weekend. The actress who played her did a great job, but I was left thinking what a tortured soul that Amy Winehouse was.  Why is it that so many incredibly talented people are so crazy?  

I was not a fan of her music for the most part.  I thought she was talented but I am just not that into jazz. I liked a few of the ones that flipped over to the pop arena.  She did have a very nice voice though.  I just thought what a sad, sad life, and finished all too soon. 

I don't think I would want to be famous for anything in the world. I would not trade my life for anything.


 


I really like this. Its the truth. I love my days. I do wish that I could get more done. My sister has done the most amazing little accordion sketch book filled with grocery staples (packaging for grocery things). It is amazing. I don't know where she finds the time.  I can't seem to find any time to do anything creative. I am still working on gathering everything together for my taxes and I have a talk to prepare for late in April and I cannot seem to get motivated. I need to give myself a kick in the butt because time is a wasting!

And with that, although I have prattled on a lot about nothing this morning, I am going to draw this to a close.  I really have not a lot left to say. 😟

A thought to carry with you . . . 

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*In every home
there should be a corner
that feels like a hug.
~unknown • ˚ ˚ ˛ ˚ ˛ • •。★★ 。* 。
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Scalloped Chicken Casserole



In The English Kitchen today  . . .  Scalloped Chicken Casserole.  This was really good. Simple to make, only a few ingredients, delicious served spooned over a crisp skinned baked potato with some coleslaw on the side.


I hope you have a beautiful day today. Normally we would be going out to supper with dad tonight, but he wasn't feeling too well yesterday. Said he had a cold, and he didn't go out for his tea yesterday afternoon, so it's possible that we won't be going out today.  In any case, have a lovely day. Whatever you get up to, don't forget!

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Tuesday, 24 March 2026

A Day Book . . .

 



FOR TODAY, March 24th, 2026


OUTSIDE MY WINDOW ...

Its cold. Its damp. There is snow and ice on the ground. Mostly cloudy. March is going out like a Lion I guess.


 

I AM THINKING ...

A day that begins with gratitude and prayer is a day that begins with joy and hope.


 

I AM ALSO THINKING ...

I like ordinary days filled with ordinary things. Drama is highly overrated!



I AM GRATEFUL FOR ...

The art of positive thinking. Spring weather is coming. It won't be long.



I AM ALSO GRATEFUL FOR ...

Hugs. One size fits all. The gift that always gives back.


Sheet Pan Parmesan Turkey Tenders & Asparagus

IN THE KITCHEN ...

Sheet Pan Parmesan Turkey Tenders and Asparagus.  Quick, easy and delicious. Crispy parmesan and panko coated turkey tenderloin pieces baked to crispy perfection along with fresh asparagus. 


 

ON MY "TO COOK" LIST ...

This Lemon Herb Garlic Confit sounds fabulous. What a great mix of flavors.


 

THIS I BELIEVE ...

Its better than hanging onto all of it yourself and trying to deal with everything on your own.


 

SOMETHING THAT IS NICE ...

A fresh French Stick.  


 

SOMETHING ELSE THAT IS NICE ...

Warm socks on cold feet.


I AM WANTING TO CREATE ...


 

Pretty garlands  . . . 


 

A simple table runner  . . . 


 

Cute coasters  . . . 


 

Chicken pot holders  . . . 


 

Chickens in a basket  . . . 


 

SOMETHING I ENJOY ...

The sound of wind chimes  . . . 


 

SOMETHING ELSE I ENJOY ...

Fresh muffins  . . .  



 

I AM READING ...

IN THE GREAT QUIET, by Laura Vogt


A pioneer unwaveringly endures the Oklahoma frontier in an epic adventure about a woman haunted by secrets and searching for home. 


 A cannon booms at high noon, and the race begins in the Oklahoma land rush of 1893. 

 Amid the crowd is Minnie Hoopes. Tenacious and fiercely independent, she is determined to endure the brutal frontier and create a life of her own. Guarding her solitude, she distances herself from bordering homesteaders and finds peace under the starry nights of the vast frontier. But this is outlaw country, and Minnie soon has the blood of two gunfighters on her hands. After a renegade outlaw named Stot discovers her secrets, she forms an unlikely friendship with him. With each passing season, Minnie’s past grows more haunting and threatens the future she has risked everything to build. Minnie raced into the Wild West alone, but her grandest journey in the frontier wilderness is one she never saw coming. 

 Based on the true story of the author’s great-great-grandparents, this sweeping and transportive survival story explores a woman’s connection with the land, her reconciliation with the past, and her elemental search for home against all odds. 

 Settle in, I’ve stories to tell.

I love stories based on true stories.  This is really good!


THINGS THAT CATCH MY FANCY ...

 

Gingham lamp shades  . . . 


 

Lots of candles  . . . 


 

Twin beds  . . . 


 
Pretty pillow covers  . . . 



 

A comfy chair to curl up in  . . . 


 

MAKES ME SMILE ...

Bunny cookies.  If only we could get the pastel colors of chocolate candies.


SOMETHING TO WATCH ...




The Count of Monte Cristo on PBS Masterpiece


A THOUGHT TO CARRY WITH YOU ...

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*Life is a journey,
and if you fall
in love with the journey,
you will be in love
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And that is my daybook for this week!  Thanks always for being here!


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  ⋰ ⋮ ⋱ blessings in life.*´¯`.¸¸.☆ 



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Have a beautiful day!  Don't forget!  

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