Monday, 17 February 2020

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.  



New Beginnings.   Each day is a new beginning, a fresh page as it were . . . the opportunity to begin again, to do better . . . clean and fresh and unwritten upon.  A new opportunity.  You don't need to wait until the end of the year to begin again.  You can begin again right now!  It's kind of exciting when you think about it! 



My study of the Book of Mormon.  Every year in your church we have an opportunity to study a canon of scripture and this year it is the Book of Mormon. I love the Book of Mormon.  The prose in it is inspiring and life affirming. The more I study it the more I realise how inspired it is. No man could have "written/translated" this book at the time it was written in the time it took to write it. Not with the back-woods education that Joseph Smith had.  Its doctrines are deep, and yet so very simple.  I had been taught in the past that it was inspired by Satan but why would Satan inspire  a book that does nothing but affirm the diety of Jesus Christ? Page after page it testifies of Christ and His atonement, His love for God's children.  I just think it is an amazing book and in studying it I have come closer to the Saviour than I could ever have imagined. I don't know why people are so afraid of it. 


Fairy Lights.  I am a fairy light kind of person. A life accompanied with fairy lights is a life embroidered with joy.  Romantic.  Whimsical. Endearing.  Fun.  


“If you want to be reminded of the love of the Lord, just watch the sunrise.” 
~Jeannette Walls


Watching the sun come up each morning. We have had some spectacular sunrises this month.  Lots of rain to be sure as well, but stunning sunrises when it is dry.  Early morning is my favourite time of the day.  It feeds my soul in a very special way. 




Hugs.  Real ones.  Imaginary Ones.  Soft ones.  Hard ones.  Quiet ones.  Loud ones. All hugs.   They do something special to a heart.  Where would we be without hugs.?  I can't bear to think of a world without hugs!  


Snow drops. When these arrive can Spring be very far behind?  I think not. Actually signs of new life are popping up all over the place.  Our hydrangea is breaking into leaf as are the roses. It seems pretty early to me. 


Faith. Where would we be without it.  Sometimes it is an exercise in faith just to get out of bed in the morning, nevermind anything else. We exercise our faith when we step out of the house, hoping that we will be safe and that we will return in a like manner.  We fall in love, hoping that our love will be returned and believing that it will.  Faith is something we all use everyday in a multitude of ways. 

   

The Love in your heart wasn't put there to stay.
Love isn't Love til you give it away.
~unknown


A loving heart.  My life has been made immeasurably better by being loving and by reaching out to others with that love.  I am also truly grateful for all the loving hearts that have reached out to me through the years!  Money doesn't make the world go around, love does! 


 

 Music.  My life is filled with it.  Always has been.   I love music and I cannot imagine a world without music.  Have you ever watched a young child enjoying music?   Their bodies move naturally with the rhythm.  They bob up and down and rock back and forth . . .  nobody needs to show them what to do.  They just do it and they do it with a complete lack of fear of being seen.   Grateful for the songs in my life and my ability to abandon myself into the music.  Dance like there's nobody watching. Sing as if nobody were listening. 


  

Its hard to believe this wee girl will be turning 9 in the next week to come.  Where has the time flown. I posted her out a card of course.  I always stick a wee something in it. This time it was stickers along with the always five pound note. 

   


She has turned into such a beautiful young girl.  In her I can see her mother and her father.  I also very much see my mom.  She looks happy.  I hope that she is always happy. I remember her mother wanting to have her ears pierced for the longest time before my ex would let her have them done.  My two girls had them done together at the same time.  God willing one day she will know who I am or who I was. 



So grateful for the Brownies and the Girl Guides that were a huge part of my growing up years. They taught me so much, many lessons which I have never forgotten and which have held me in good stead throughout my lifetime.  "To do my duty to God and my Country, to help other people every day, especially those at home." We were taught to be good citizens of the world.  



Life is pretty good in general.  As I have gotten older I have come to realise that it is the small things which count the most, that my needs are simple and that once they are met, I really have everything.  To love and be loved.  To have shelter and warmth and food in my belly. To have someone to share it with.  To be able to reach out to others and to serve . . .  to care for others.  Truly care. My faith. My faculties. My health. My family.  Something to read, something to create. To be able to write and to think, to study and to learn.  To end each day as a better person than I was as I began the day.This is everything. 

A thought to carry with you  . . . 


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"The sign of a beautiful person is that
he always sees beauty in others."
~Omar Suleiman
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In the kitchen today   . . .  Chicken & Dumpling Casserole for two.  Easy and delicious. 

Have a wonderful Monday. I hope your week ahead is all that you hope it to be and more.  Don't forget! 

 
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And I do too!  











Sunday, 16 February 2020

Not a lot of do about nothing . . .



I have no time this morning to write anything of any significance, so I'll just leave this here.  I have always wondered about the stories trees would tell us if they could talk.

I think that I shall never see 
A poem lovely as a tree. 

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest 
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast; 

A tree that looks at God all day, 
And lifts her leafy arms to pray; 

A tree that may in Summer wear 
A nest of robins in her hair; 

Upon whose bosom snow has lain; 
Who intimately lives with rain. 

Poems are made by fools like me, 
But only God can make a tree.
~Joyce Kilmer 

This was one of my favourite poems as a child. I had to memorize it for school.  I loved it and still do.

 

Saturday, 15 February 2020

Saturday this and that . . .


The trees are still bare, the earth is still mud,
But now, for the first time, new life
Is in bud.
Today, high above, the heavens are fair,
The sunshine is bright, and there's warmth
In the air.
Though ruts are still puddles, the sky they reflect
Is blue as a harebell, while verges are decked
With Aconites golden and snowdrops that sway
In breezes that dance the dead Winter away.
Today is a promise, a stirring a vow,
That Spring will be coming - it won't be long now!
~Margaret Ingall 



Yesterday, during the calm before the storm, we went for a walk.  The tell tale signs of spring were all around us. Each bush seems to have eensy teensy buds on it and the grass is looking that little bit greener. The Camelia bush in front of our little home is already in bloom, beneath the trees, and underneath the oak . . . the tell tale green shoots of the daffodils are beginning to spring from the ground in great numbers.

I love spring in England. I call it the greening of England, as all the hedgerows, trees, bushes etc. seem to take on a greenish tinge . . . almost glowing with a light green halo. As I look across the fields which surround our housing estate it is un-mistakable. The season of yellow daffodils bobbing their heads in the sun will soon be upon us, and then the bluebells will not be far behind. Is there anything as pretty on earth as a bluebell wood in the springtime? I think not . . . 



Although the days may yet seem a bit dreary and cold, there are sure signs about us that nature is beginning her springtime riot of colour. The farms that surround our Estate have been putting in their early crops and yesterday the air was filled with the lovely smell of apple wood smoke from their burning the prunings of their fruit trees.  Applewood smoke . . .  the smell of home. 

The hedgerows have all been trimmed and are ready to burst forth in blossom and colour. It is hard to believe that we are already in the middle of February and March looms.  Before I know it my children will be here. The year is already starting to speed by. Time seems to go quicker and quicker as each year passes . . . or is it just my imagination . . . 


"Come, gentle Spring! Ethereal Mildness! Come."
~James Thomson

 Green shoots are poking through the ground, and very soon now we shall see the bright yellow lesser celandines in woods and hedgerows. The cry of the cuckoo will soon be heard echoing through the warmer air of sunny spring days . . . to those of you who are still mired beneath blankets of snow, don't despair, it is really only just around the corner now . . . 




My sister is having a sale in her shop Lost Lovelies Found.  Everything is fifty percent off and she will ship everywhere. She has a lot of really nice things.  Really old pyrex, really cute kitcsh (sp) and collectables.  If I wasn't getting rid of things I would be sorely tempted by more than a few items!!  



We watched the last episode of the last series of Anne with an e last night.  We have been eaking it out and making it last.  I am so disappointed that the series has been cancelled. I really would have loved to have seen more.  But it was a truly lovely episode, tender and filled with lots of emotion, and as good a place as any to end it all.

We are expecting Storm David to hit today with more flooding, winds and travel chaos.  They say only Northern Ireland will not be affected. We do not get the snow, but we do get the winds and the rain.  Here where we live in Chester on the Blacon housing estate we are fairly high up so we don't get the floods, but they do get flooded in the lower laying areas, and they get snow on the higher ground.  People are still cleaning up from last weekend's storm.  I feel for them being hit so soon after that.  

I have the itinery for my Children's flights etc. now. They arrive in Manchester on the morning of April 1st and depart early in the morning on April 21st.  We will have three glorious weeks together and I can't wait!  We shall cook and craft and sight see and just enjoy each other's company to the hilt!  I best get cracking on sorting out upstairs and finishing off the craft room!  




My first three recipes are up on Home Chef World.  Do pop over and take a peak. My first dessert one is still to go up. I have finished a fifth one this week and am working on the sixth.  I hope the site does well so my little job can continue. Fingers crossed! 

And with that I best leave you with a thought to carry with you  . . . 


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Isn't it nice to think that
tomorrow is a new day
with no mistakes in it yet? 
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In the English Kitchen today, Chocolate Mayonnaise Cake for the smaller family. It is moist and delicious with a toffee icing on top.  I cuts into six perfectly sized pieces.

Hope you have a beautiful Saturday. I think we are going to go visit Billy and see how he is doing before the storm really hits.  Don't forget! 

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And I do too!