Wednesday, 22 February 2017

Wednesday words . . .



If . . .  I had my life to live over again, I'd try to make more mistakes next time.  All the best lessons so far in my life have been learned through making mistakes.  Some have been real doozers.  I'd not give any of those lessons up, not for anything, and I'd add a few more  . . .

sooner in life rather 
than later
...


I would know when to relax and when to limber up.  I'd get more exercise and I'd enjoy it.  I'd climb more mountains and swim more rivers.  I would do more walking and maybe even run a bit . . . maybe even a lot.  I'd be more of a hands-on athlete than an

armchair 
athlete
...



I'd be a bit sillier than I've been on this trip . . . I'd laugh more . . . love more  . . . take some things less seriously, and others more seriously.  I'd walk on more beaches and kiss more lovers.  I'd be a bit more irresponsible about some things and a lot more responsible about others . . . I'd open more books and get a better education.   I'd not be in such a rush to do the things I did.  I'd take more time . . .  for everything

every decision 
every choice
every
dream 
...


I'd do more walking and looking, watch more sunsets and be awake for more sunrises.  I'd eat more ice cream and fewer salads . . . more fruit and fewer potato chips.  I'd eat more vegetables and less meat.  I'd be more balanced in everything and less full on . . . have more actual problems and fewer imaginary ones . . .  I'd throw more caution to the wind and I'd take a few more chances.

I'd believe more
and have more
faith in
me
...


You see  . . .  I have always been one of those people who lives hygenically and sensibly and sanely  . . .  day after day and hour after hour.  I've always been responsible, felt responsible, lived responsibly  . . . Oh, sure.   I have had my moments, but if I had it to do all over again . . .  I'd have more of them.  In fact, I'd try to have nothing else.  Just moments.  Day after day of moments, instead of always trying to live so many years ahead in the day.

I'd  just be more 
p-r-e-s-e-n-t 
...


I have been one of those people who never go anywhere without a thermometer, a band-aid, a hot water bottle, a gargle, a raincoat, an aspirin and a parachute.  If I had it to do over, I'd go more places, meet more people, do more things and travel lighter than I have.  I'd lug a lot less baggage,

I'd ponder longer on the why not's?
than on the 
whys?
...


If I had my life to live over  . . .  I would ride on more carousels, and pick more daisies.    I'd do more fishin' instead of just a wishin'    The good thing is  . . .

 its never too late
to start
now
...


A thought to carry with you through today  . . . 


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˛*Do what you have to do until
     you can do what you want to do.
          ~Oprah Winfrey    •。★★ 。* 。


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Cooking in The English Kitchen today  . . .  Sticky Gammon Steaks.  Yum!

Have a superdy duperdy Wednesday.  Kiss a few frogs, eat a few cookies, have a nice walk and watch the sun set . . .  but don't forget . . .

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Tuesday, 21 February 2017

The Simple Woman's Daybook . . .


FOR TODAY, February 21, 2017 

Outside my window ...
Its cold and dark, but the sky is beginning to lighten to the East.   Already I am noticing a lengthening of the days.  The camelia bush is in bloom already.   A full month earlier than normal.   Daffodils are sprouting.  Methings tis much too soon, but  there are signs of spring everywhere.  I am loving it.

I am thinking ... 
A great deal of my childhood was spent in Nova Scotia.  One of the places I loved to visit was the Habitation in Port Royal.  This is the site of the French explorer Samuel de Champlain's original 'Habitation' in 1605, which is something we were taught in history in school.   Over the years I have gone there many times and each time I go home, even now, it is on my list of places to visit.  I have always had a sense of the familial that I cannot explain when I go there.  It has always been a place I felt a sense of Deja Vu as it were.  Never more so than the last time I went when there was a huge TeePee erected outside the fort and a Mi-kmaq woman was demonstrating Native North American life inside.  We were fascinated, totally fascinated, but then The Habitation has always fascinated me.   This past year I had my DNA done and found out that I do have Native North American Blood.  I always figured that it was from my father's side of the family.  My Aunt Freda always said that there was a story that we had Native North Americans on my mother's side of the family also.  Yesterday I was researching my family tree and I traced one line back to this man.


Meet Henri Membertou. Henri Membertou was the sakmow of the Mi'kmaq First Nations tribe situated near Port Royal, site of the first French settlement in Acadia, present-day Nova Scotia, where the Habitation is situated.   He was a great Chief of the Native people.  He would have traded there and dealt with the French there, etc.  Conversed with Champlain and Jacques Cartier.  Goosebumps went up my spine.  I checked and re-checked.  Now I know why I have always felt this odd feeling in going to the Habitation.  I am still processing  . . . his one wish when he was dying was that his children would all remain devout Christians.  In 2007 Canada issued a stamp to honor him.  I wish I had one of those.  I really do.

In the kitchen ...

Vegetable Chow Mein.  Fresh flavours, lots of veg, quick to make.   Healthy too!  There is no cloying sauce.  Its light and very tasty!

On my "To Cook" list ... 

 

Homamade Chicken Gyoza from Katie Cakes.  I love Chinese Dumplings and these look VERY good!

Good to know ...


Every little helps.  From Jane Travis.

I am creating ...



Would love to do something like this in our kitchen.  Love these colours.  From The Turquoise Home.



Needlefelting AND embroidery.  Two of my loves combined.  From This is Colossal.


A Cultivated Nest.  15 ways to re-purpose an old suitcase.  Love this.

 

 Papercrafting an Airmail Booklet.   Can you still buy airmail envelopes? I could not find the source, but I love this.


 LeeLee Knits.  Free chunky throw Pattern.

I am reading ...

 

 Abide With Me, by Elizabeth Strout.
Katherine is only five-years-old. Struck dumb with grief at her mother's death, it is down to her father, the heartbroken minister Tyler Caskey, to bring his daughter out of silence she has observed in the wake of the family's tragedy.

But Tyler Caskey is barely surviving himself. His cold, church-assigned home is colder still since Lauren's death, and he struggles to find the right words for his sermons; struggles to be a leader to his congregation when he himself is lost.

When Katherine's schoolteacher calls to discuss his daughter's anti-social behaviour, it sparks a chain of events that begins to tear down Tyler's defences. The small-town rumour-mill has much to make of Katherine's odd behaviour, and even more to say about Tyler's relationship with his housekeeper, Connie Hatch. And in Tyler's darkest hour, a startling discovery will test his congregation's humanity - and his own will to endure the kinds of trials that sooner or later test us all.

From the Orange Prize-shortlisted author of Amy & Isabelle, this is a startlingly beautiful novel about love and abandonment, faith and hypocrisy; and the peril of family secrets…

I have only just started this.  I enjoyed Olive Kitteridge and so far I am enjoying this.

I am looking forward to ...
Getting stuck into my writing today.  I am loving the experience.  Really loving it.

Dreaming about ...
 


A weekend getaway to Copenhagen, once Todd is finished all his treatments, our company has finished visiting and Todd is feeling better.  We would love to go to Copenhagen


 

Pretty Garden Sheds  . . .  you know what it is, I always wanted a Wendy House.  I still want a Wendy House.

  

The pansies in bloom  . . .  soon  . . .   I love pansies . . .  and sweet peas.


Pristine and Streamlined  . . . simplicity . . . 

 

 A long hot soak  . . .  its been a while . . . we only have a shower now, which I love, but sometimes, you just want a long hot soak . . .  with candles and a good book.

Something to watch ... 

 

Birdman.   2014 Best Picture Oscar Winning film. Illustrated upon the progress of his latest Broadway play, a former popular actor's struggle to cope with his current life as a wasted actor.

A favourite quote for the day ...
 
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For it was not into my ear you whispered,
              but into my heart,
                   it was not my lips you kissed,
                      but my soul.
                         ~Jane Eyre 


Makes me smile ...


  

Laughing babies always make me smile.  Look at those dimples.  Funny how if you are a baby and are bald and have  no teeth, are chubby, etc.  you are cute.  But as an adult if you are those things you are not cute.   

One of my favourite things ... 

 

Red and white anything and everything.  When we worked at the Manor, their Guest house had a red and white gingham sofa I coveted.  Yes, I know  . . .  coveting is a sin.

Corners of my Kingdom ...


The Cavern Club, Liverpool.  Where the Beatles got their start.  Remember when I went there?   A friend of mine used to go there on her school lunch hour breaks.  I want to take Lura and John there.

And that's my daybook for this week!


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⋯ ◯ ⋯ Take time to enjoy the small *´¯`.¸¸.☆
  ⋰ ⋮ ⋱ blessings in life.*´¯`.¸¸.☆


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Wherever you go and whatever you do, I hope there's a great day ahead of you! Don't forget!


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 And I do too!


Monday, 20 February 2017

Small and Wonderful things . . .

  




"The world is fairly studded and strewn with pennies cast broadside from a generous hand. But who gets excited by a mere penny?...It is dire poverty indeed when a man is so malnourished and fatigued that he won't stoop to pick up a penny. But if you cultivate a healthy poverty and simplicity, so that finding a penny will literally make your day, then, since the world is in fact planted with pennies, you have with your poverty bought a lifetime of days. It is that simple. what you see is what you get." ~Anne Dillard

A few of the small and wonderful things which bring untold joy into my life. It's the small things in life which truly mean the most. Simple abundance . . . it's the best.



Impromptu visits and getting together with friends.   We had several impromptu visits last week that really cheered us up and spending time with friends always cheer our hearts.  Although none of it was planned, that didn't matter.   I welcomed the breaks and the company.  Time spent with people you love is never wasted.  No matter what you get up to.

“We need to build and strengthen one another. 
We must never lose sight of the fact that we are to 
"succor the weak, 
lift up the hands which hang down, 
and strengthen the feeble knees." 
~Gordon B Hinckley



Getting stuck into a good book.  After having gone through a barren desert as far as my reading goes, I suddenly find myself getting stuck into not one, not two . . .  but three good books.   I am reading Susan Branch's "Martha's Vineyard, Isle of Dreams" again for the third time (always a charmer), The Continuous Atonement by Brad Wilcox (I cry on every page), and Abide With Me, by Elizabeth Stout.  You cannot beat the company of a good book.

“Good books are as friends, 
willing to give to us if we are willing to make a little effort.” 
~Gordon B Hinckley


Loving and being loved.  It is nice to be with someone who really loves me and who I really love.  Elderly love is not the same as young love.  Well, I guess it is in some ways, but then it is completely different and better in others.  Love is great full stop.  Everyone needs to feel loved and to love back. 


“Love is the very essence of life. It is the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Yet it is not found only at the end of the rainbow. Love is at the beginning also, and from it springs the beauty that arched across the sky on a stormy day. Love is the security for which children weep, the yearning of youth, the adhesive that binds marriage, and the lubricant that prevents devastating friction in the home; it is the peace of old age, the sunlight of hope shining through death. How rich are those who enjoy it in their associations with family, friends, and neighbors! Love, like faith, is a gift of God. It is also the most enduring and most powerful virtue.” 
~Gordon B Hinckley

 

Being able to let your hair down and just let go every now and then.  Dance like nobody is watching.  Sing like nobody is listening.  Laugh, cry and everything in between.  Having space and time to just be . . .  whatever it is you feel like being, and do whatever it is you feel like doing, with abandon!


"Through all of living,
have much joy and laughter.
Life is to be enjoyed,
not just endured."
~Gordon B Hinckley



Having someone in your life who makes you feel beautiful, inside and out.

“There are four pillars to a happy marriage: 
respect one another as individuals;
 (give) soft answers; (practice)financial honesty; 
(conduct) family prayer.” 
~Gordon B Hinckley



Gentle exercise.   Yoga.  Tai Chi.  Stretching what needs to be stretched and limbering up what needs to be limbered up.  Its a good thing.

"You cannot plough a field
simply by turning it over in your mind."
~Gordon B Hinckley


Inspiring others and being inspired by others.   Having a "Can Do" attitude.  (Or should I have said "Cattitude?")  Sorry, couldn't resist.

“Being humble means recognizing 
that we are not on earth to see how important we can become, 
but to see how much difference 
we can make in the lives of others” 
~Gordon B Hinckley




Having a smile on your face and a song in your heart.  Being able to smile and help others to smile.  Just being happy.  I love all of these things.   It has always made me happy to be able to help make others feel happy, to bring joy to others.


“Go forward in life with 
a twinkle in your eye and a smile on your face, 
but with great purpose in heart.”
 ~Gordon B Hinkley


Getting a good night's sleep.  Oh, it feels so good.  And . . .  pink.   I love pink paws, noses, etc.  Sigh . . .

"Look for sunlight
through the clouds."
~Gordon B Hinckley 


Knowing I am not alone and will never be alone.  That knowledge can never be under-estimated.


“Let us never forget to pray. God lives. He is near.
 He is real. He is not only aware of us but cares for us. 
He is our Father. He is accessible to all who will seek Him.”
 ~Gordon B Hinckley 

 And Finally




“Let us be happy people.
 The Lord's plan is a plan of happiness. 
The way will be lighter, the worries will be fewer, 
the confrontations will be less difficult
 if we cultivate a spirit of happiness.” 
~Gordon B Hinckley  



 

Cooking in The English Kitchen today  . . .  Turkey Hash.  It's quite simply divine.

Have a wonderful Monday.  I hope your week ahead is filled with a multitude of small and wonderful things.  Along the way never forget . . .


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Sunday, 19 February 2017

Sunday meanderings of the mind . . .

 

 Some days I sit down at the computer and stare at the screen, and I've got  . . .  nothing.   Nothing to share.   My days pass, more and more frequently . . . in a manner most routine, with not a lot of difference to each day, one way or the other.  There is a certain comfort to be found in days that are routine.   I wake up at the same time, do the same things . . .  eat at the same times, watch the same shows, go to bed at the same time.  One thing follows another and there is not a lot of variance in my hours or doings . . .

Some may think it all a bit boring
but, it's
not
...


 Some people thrive on chaos.  They are not happy unless the air around them is filled with activity and happenings.  I am not one of those.  I don't adapt well to change.  I like the sameness of most things.   I like logging on to the computer and seeing the same thing pop up every day.  I like going onto Facebook and being able to do things the way I have always done them.   I like knowing that the things I need to work for me, are always going to work for me, and never present a challenge.   I like keys that alway do what they are supposed to do.  I like dull.  Whenever something changes, I am in a bit of a kafuffle until I get it sorted in my head.  I find a great comfort in the sameness of things.  I do not enjoy controversy . . .  or tumult . . . or contention.  I don't like my life ruffled . . . or my feathers for that matter.

I like my routine
to just stay the
same 
...


 But they don't.  Things change.  Its inevitable.   Some things go away completely.  Others hover, slowly adapting to a timeline which continues on and on, evolving as time passes . . . you hardly notice the changes, until all of a sudden it dawns on you.  Life is different.  Things have changed, and hopefully, you have grown and adapted with them . . . sometimes the growth is easy and at others  . . .  not so easy.  The trick is to be able to seek out and find the silver lining.  They say there is one in every cloud, but  . . .

sometimes I'm  
not so
sure
...


 Sometimes you want to yell at the sky like Tevye in Fiddler on the Roof . . .  "Once in a while couldn't you just choose someone else to love!" Some silver linings are very hard to find.  Some silver linings take a lifetime to discover, to understand, to comprehend.  Some silver linings seem to remain eternally elusive.  But faith makes it possible to keep moving forward.  To keep hoping.   To keep trusting.  Sometimes my faith is very strong . . .  and other times not so strong.  That's when I need help . . .  when the faith of others helps to carry me.  We are all in this together.  What is the point of it all, if we do not reach out . . .  to give and sometimes take . . . to love and to be loved . . . to help and . . . to be helped.  To lift and . . .  to be be lifted.  To seek . . and to . . . be found.

Like a butterfly we
strengthen our
wings with
trials 
...



 Like strong medicine, some things are bitter to the taste . . .  and yet . . . they are for our own good.  We just like to have a spoonful of sugar to help it go down, but . . .  that is not always possible.  Sometimes we just have to grin and bear it.  Again faith  . . . it can help the bitter to taste almost sweet.  In our weakness we can be made strong.  In our unbelief, we can oftimes find belief.  A few bumps in the road can often make us feel like we are careening off onto the verges and losing control.   Sometimes we feel like the coyote chasing the road runner . . . all of our honeypots turning into anvils, but like the coyote we just keep on chasing and that anvil keeps falling on our own heads instead of someplace else.

Or at least it
can seem
that
way
... 


I know this to
be true
...

I worked hard all day yesterday, writing, writing, writing.  It felt good.  We ordered pizza in for supper. We hardly ever do that.   Pizza is not Todd's favourite thing, but then I reminded him he forgot about Valentines day . . . haha.  I don't often play the guilt card, but sometimes, well  . . .  I'm only human.  Cold pizza for breakfast.   I love it.

Have you seen Susan Branch's new post?  She went to Vermont, my favourite place on earth.    I am reading her last book again, for the third time.  It never gets old . . .

A thought to carry with you through the day  . . . 

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˛*"What would you attempt to do 
if you knew you could not fail?" 
~Dr. Robert Schuller    •。★★ 。* 。

Spiritual Enlightenment


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Cooking in The English Kitchen today  . . .  Bread Pudding with a Vanilla Sauce.

Have a great Sunday!  Hope it is a relaxing and sweet day for you.  Don't forget along the way  . . .

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