FOR TODAY, November 11th, 2025
OUTSIDE MY WINDOW ...
All is quiet. Its dry and cloudy. Today is Remembrance Day here in Canada. On this day our nation collectively pauses to honor the men and women who have served, and continue to serve, Canada during times of war, conflict, and peace. Many lives have been lost protecting our freedoms and today we will honor them with two minutes of silence at 11:00 a.m. From bustling city centres to quiet rural towns, all activity will cease as we stand in quiet contemplation.
This nationwide pause is a powerful act of collective remembrance. The first minute is traditionally dedicated to honouring the memory of the approximately 117,000 Canadians who have died in service to the country. It is a moment to reflect on their sacrifice, the families they left behind, and the future they never had. The second minute is for remembering the countless others who have suffered the wounds of war—both visible and invisible. This includes the veterans who returned home with physical injuries and psychological trauma, the families whose lives were irrevocably changed, and all those who continue to serve in dangerous peacekeeping and military operations today.
During these two minutes, traffic may stop, workplaces fall silent, and schools pause their lessons. The silence is often broken by the playing of “The Last Post,” a haunting bugle call that was historically used in military tradition to signal the end of the day.
I AM ALSO THINKING ...
About how I have never yet gotten around to making my cushion covers. I bought the fabric ages ago, but haven't touched it. Well, that's a lie, I have touched it. I have taken it out many times and looked at it and then folded it up and put it away again. Sigh . . .
IN THE KITCHEN ...
A delicious dish called Chicken Murphy. Its what we had for supper on Sunday. A delicious mix of tender chicken thigh meat, sweet Italian sausage, golden potatoes, peppers, etc. This was simply fabulous! So good that I just had to share it with you.
ON MY "TO COOK" LIST ...
This pizza dough from Home Sweet Homemade. It looks fabulous! It looks just like the kind of dough you would get in a pizzeria.
THIS I BELIEVE ...
Life is just better when you stop worrying about what other people thing and just be real and authentically yourself. I have never heard of anyone regretting being kind either.
SOMETHING THAT IS NICE ...
Candlelight on dark cold days. I had my candles burning yesterday. It was so dark and overcast all day through.
SOMETHING ELSE THAT IS NICE ...
Hot soup on a cold day. It really warms you up, body and soul.
I AM WANTING TO CREATE ...
Cute dolls and animals . . .
A Hedgehog with a back pack . . .
A robin in a scarf and cap . . .
A wee mouse with a toadstool . . .
A Botanist bunny . . .
SOMETHING I ENJOY ...
The smell of Cinnamon . . .
SOMETHING ELSE THAT I ENJOY ...
Ripe pears. I have not had one in a while. I need to get a couple methinks.
OH MY GOODNESS ...
Love these, but can't find the pattern. To be honest I wouldn't have the time to do them anyways, but that doesn't stop me from loving them.
In the frostbitten wilds of northern Rus’, where snowdrifts tower over homes, Vasya Petrovna grows up untamed, her spirit as free as the wind through the pines. Born to a boyar’s wife with a touch of magic, Vasya can see the spirits guarding her world—the domovoi by the hearth, the rusalka in the lake, the leshy in the woods. But when her mother dies and her father weds Anna, a devout noblewoman from Moscow, a new priest, Konstantin, arrives, preaching fear over folklore. The villagers abandon their offerings, weakening the spirits just as a bear god stirs, threatening chaos. Enter Morozko, the frost-demon, whose icy aid comes with cryptic motives. Vasya, armed with her Sight and a fierce heart, stands as the last line between her people and ruin. Arden weaves a tale of animistic bonds, family ties, and a girl’s fight to honor the old ways in a shifting world—perfect for fans of fairy tales with teeth.
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Adorable knitting patterns today. A chilly and windy snow flurry type day, the kind that it is best to be inside unless necessary. I will choose something from my endless list to do. I might even think of getting my mantle set up with my trees. Like you, never enough time to do it all, but the pleasure in knowing there is always tomorrow. Have a lovely day.
ReplyDeleteThanks Linda. Your mantle is always so lovely each year as is your Christmas village! I love seeing it! Lovely day to you also! xoxo
DeleteSo sorry about your legal standing...but at least you are far, far away!! Life should not be so full of sticky wicket situations. It should not cost so much, either in money or in emotional well being, to set things right...but most of us face other situations we cannot change either. But tis only temporary, Marie...stay healthy and outlive the bugger so you can then be a widow!!
ReplyDeleteHUGS, Elizabeth xoxo
Into each life some rain must fall eh? I am doing my best to outlive as you say! Hugs, xoxo
DeleteLovely daybook post, Marie. I love all those cute knitted animals. The pot holders look like plain knitting except for the scalloped edges. So pretty. It must be a bittersweet day for you. All of those memories coloured by what happened. We’re watching the Remembrance Day service from Ottawa. Lest we forget. Love and hugs, Elaine
ReplyDeleteIt is a bit bittersweet for sure and leaves me in a bit of a fug for a few days, but I will soon get over it! Love and hugs, xoxo
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ReplyDeleteThis is the website for the pattern for the knitted ripple cloths.
Thank you for the link to the pattern. I had done a search and was going to post it too, but saw you had just done it.
DeleteThanks for sharing the link to the instructions for the knitted pot holders and towels. Hugs, Elaine
DeleteThanks so much GrammaGrits! It is much appreciated! xoxo
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