Tuesday, 4 August 2026

A Day Book . . .

 



FOR TODAY, August 4th, 2026



OUTSIDE MY FRONT WINDOW ...

All is well. Not a lot going on. It is garbage day today so my garbage is by the road. We have had a fair bit of rain off and on these past few days. A sunny, hot and windy day is expected for today.


 

I AM THINKING ...

All of a sudden yesterday my phone decided that I am unable to hook up to the internet. Not via data, not via my home wifi, etc. That means I am unable to upload photos so I really need to  go to the phone store and see what is up with that. I have tried forgetting the home network and reinstalling it. Restarting my phone numerous times. Rebooting my wife, which really was a wasted effort as I can get online with everything else in my home. It's my phone. I will need to go to the mall and the phone store, which is a bit of a worry for me due to the mobility issues I am having this week. 


 

I AM ALSO THINKING ...

The birthday get together this afternoon at the end of the street is apparently for me as well. I will have to go.  I am going to have to drive my car down and park it there as there is no way I will be able to walk down. This is embarrassing for me, but it is what it is. There is not much I can do about that.



I AM GRATEFUL FOR ...

My home which is safe, comfortable, and peaceful. I am truly blessed. I do not take it for granted.



I AM ALSO GRATEFUL FOR ...

My faith. It sustains me and keeps me going. It helps me to live a better life than I would ever be able to live otherwise. I know all good things come from Him. I know I am blessed.  I know I am carried.


Cheesy Cauliflower Bake

IN THE KITCHEN ...

This quick and easy Cheesy Cauliflower Bake. This was very simple to make and delicious. Eileen had it for breakfast two days in a row. She said it was like a cauliflower quiche without the crust.  It made me happy that she enjoyed it so much!


 


ON MY "TO COOK" LIST ...

Buckingham Palace Shortbread.  Shortbread?  Count me in! All in!



THIS I BELIEVE ...

We all have talents. We need to use them to help to make this world a better place. 



 

SOMETHING THAT IS NICE ...

Bees and wildflowers.  They need each other and we need them.


 

SOMETHING ELSE THAT IS NICE ...

Butter. I love butter. We always had real butter growing up. Never margarine.  We were really lucky. I hear some of the other kids that we grew up with talking about the things they had when they  were growing up and many of them talk about their moms running out of money before payday and them having to eat oatmeal, etc. We may not have had fancy clothes, or the latest toys in our home, or even an abundance of either. Our food may have been simple. But we never ran out and we always had three decent meals a day and we had butter. Real butter.  Real milk as well. Never powdered like many others did. The Armed Forces did not get a great rate of pay in those days. My mother was the one who eked out our father's meagre pay and made sure we had everything we needed.  Our father handed it all over to her and let her manage it. He got an allowance. In many other families, the mother got the allowance and it was often never enough.



SOMETHING I AM LOOKING FORWARD TO ...

Seeing my brother and sister-in-law in just a few weeks time. We have not seen Christine in a few years now as she was busy caring for her father. He passed away a few months ago now, so Christine is free to travel more. I am looking forward to being able to see and spend time with them both. It will be nice.


I AM WANTING TO CREATE ...


 

Sleepy cats  . . . 


 

Washable Swiffer covers  . . . 

 

Pretty dish cloths  . . . 


 

Kitchen hand towels  . . .  so nice.


 

Mug Cozies  . . . so pretty.


SOMETHING I ENJOY ...

 

Fresh Figs  . . .  although I have not had one in a very long time  . . . 


SOMETHING ELSE THAT I ENJOY ...


 

Sunflowers and the way that they always look to the sun. Towards the light. We need to do the same.


I AM READING ...


AUNT DIMITY'S DEATH,  by Nancy Atherton


Lori Shepherd thought Aunt Dimity was just a character in a bedtime story... ...Until the Dickensian law firm of Willis & Willis summons her to a reading of the woman's will. Down-on-her-luck Lori learns she's about to inherit a sizable estate -- if she can discover the secret hidden in a treasure trove of letters in Dimity's English country cottage. What begins as a fairy tale becomes a mystery - and a ghost story - in an improbably cozy setting, as Aunt Dimity's indomitable spirit leads Lori on an otherworldly quest to discover how, in this life, true love can conquer all. 

Lori Shepherd has nothing. She temps for a job, lives with two roommates, and has had her childhood stuffed toy, her only companion, destroyed. So her life is in shambles when she receives a letter from Willis & Willis, Attorneys. When she arrives at their home, she discovers that her childhood stories of Aunt Dimity weren’t fairy tales made up by her mother; Dimity was an actual person, her mother’s best friend. And now both her mother and Dimity have gone, and Dimity wants her to come to England and write the introduction to a children’s book made up of those stories. 

 But Lori has another surprise - both her mother and Dimity have written her posthumous letters detailing why they never told her about their connection, and her mother has left a photograph - the only clue to Dimity’s past life when her mother met her. She wants Lori to find out about the photo, because it will explain what Dimity would never talk about - her past. So, with the accompaniment of Bill, (Willis, Jr.) Lori sets out for London to find the truth and learn more about this fairy tale which wasn’t one at all . . . 

I am thoroughly enjoying this book. It has been a long time since I have looked forward to picking up a book and reading it in the way I am enjoying this one. I plan to read the whole series if I can. This is book 1.


THINGS THAT CATCH MY FANCY ...


 

Pressed flowers  . . . 

 

Barn Murals  . . . 

 

Summer's bounty preserved  . . . 


 

This. It doesn't say, but it looks like Scotland to me.


 

His master's voice  . . . 


MAKES ME SMILE ...


 

How could it not  . . . 

SOMETHING TO WATCH ...




On Netflix.  Riveting  . . . 

A THOUGHT TO CARRY WITH YOU ...

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*The secret to life is
finding joy in ordinary things.
~Ruth Reichl


And that is my daybook for this week!  Thanks always for being here!


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Monday, 3 August 2026

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.


Eileen and I 
back in about 1986 or so
I was one of her Brownie Leaders
Happy Owl, that was me even I don't look so happy

Weekends with Eileen. (I like this old photo of us together. She was crossing her eyes to look silly.) We had a fairly quiet weekend. I had a lot of pain issues so we did a bit of shopping at the grocery store after I picked her up to get her drinks and treats and then came back here. I cooked us some supper. We watched a nice movie in the evening. An old favorite of mine. "Our Vines Have Tender Grapes."  Eileen likes it too because there are children in it and she likes anything Margaret O'Brien is in or Shirley Temple.  

I didn't get to church because of my pain issues so I watched my church on Zoom and Eileen watched hers on YouTube.

Then we polished her silver. My father had given me a case of silver cutlery. I gave it to Eileen but it needed polishing. I bought the silver polish and she brought the silver over with her and we both sat here in the afternoon polishing it up and it looks nice and shiny now and she knows how to do it herself next time it needs doing.  So a bonus skill learned!

She did some of her Diamond Art in the afternoon. I worked a bit. We made supper, ate supper, watched a bit of TV, etc. 

A fun time for us both.  She will be going back home later today.



Sweet & Sour Chicken Nuggets


Normally we would go to Cindy's for a family dinner on Sunday, but Cindy took this Sunday off to go golfing. Eileen had seen my recipe for Sweet & Sour Chicken Nuggets on my EK Facebook page earlier this week so she wanted me to make them for us for our supper. We made them together and enjoyed them with some steamed rice that I cooked in my rice cooker. We also had some frozen broccoli with it.  Let's just say, she is a fan.  That makes me happy.


 
(I love how this picture looks like angels standing in the woods.)

Being able to attend church online via Zoom. I am able to still sing the hymns, hear the prayers, etc.  Yesterday was Fast & Testimony meeting so I was able to hear the testimony of others. It always strengthens my own testimony to be able to hear the testimony of others. They are so uplifting.

An old paramour of mine happened to be there and he bore his testimony. One of the things he said is you don't have to believe in God to live a good life you just have to live your life as if you did, in faith that one day you will believe. I liked that. Sometimes believing comes hard, or can seem next to impossible, but living by righteous principles and teachings can be a lot easier, and eventually you never know, Belief may come, and if it doesn't, well . . .  you have still had a good life.

I wasn't able to bear my testimony in church so I will bear it here. 

I am one of those who has a strong faith and belief in God, my Heavenly Father, and in His son, Jesus Christ. I don't need to see them to feel their presence in my life. It has been evidenced to me in a bazillion little and large ways.  I know that my Heavenly Father loves me and cares about me. He knows me by name. He knows and counts every tear, and every hair on my head is numbered, as are my days. I may not be fully able to comprehend how this is so, but I know and believe that it is. I know that I am beloved by my Savior Jesus Christ and that there is nothing I can experience here on earth, both the good and the bad, that He doesn't already know and understand. He knows because He felt it all, all of our pain, our sorrows, our failures, our joys etc. in the Garden of Gethsemane. I can get myself through anything because I know He has already trodden the wine press, and He will succor me throughout my trials, because He has already been there. He is intimate with every detail of our lives, and He loves us anyways, enough to give away His life on our behalf.  Enough to help to carry our burdens if we will let Him. Enough to walk beside us every step of the way through this valley of tears that we call life.  His love has helped me to be able to forgive the unforgiveable. And I know and believe that He will be there with me at the end, when I finally will be able to see Him in person. As the song says, "I can only imagine what my eyes will see when His face is before me . . .  


Surrounded by your glory 
What will my heart feel 
Will I dance for your Jesus 
Or in awe of you be still 
Will I stand in your presence 
Or to my knees will I fall 
Will I sing hallelujah 
Will I be able to speak at all 
I can only imagine 
I can only imagine . . .  


I know I am not the only one who feels this way.  God is good. 


 

Warm and sunny summer days. There is a part of me that wishes that I could go for long walks and enjoy the sunshine. Walk along the beach, etc. I am grateful that I was able to do those things in the past and the memories of doing so sustains me. I will be able to do this again one day when I get to the other side.  In the meantime, I can enjoy the warmth of the sunshine on my skin and the sight of it as it lights everything up. The way it parties on my front deck and tickles my flowers.  The way it trickles down through the leaves of the maple tree in my back yard and dances upon the grass.

Only a few weeks will pass and summer will be all but over. The days will be shortening quickly and the nights will start to visibly draw in and be cooler.  Summer will be on the wane.  I will enjoy it while it is still here with us, and try not to complain about the humidity, even if I really don't always like it.



 


There is so much in the month of August to look forward to.  The gardens are giving of their abundance this month. Peas and beans, potatoes, corn, early squashes, tomatoes, cucumbers, raspberries and blueberries, carrots, onions, peppers  . . .  the peaches are showing up in the markets now.  Soon it will be apples and pears  . . .  

How blessed we are to live in a country with such abundance. When I was young I used to put away a lot of it for the winter months. That is no longer practical for me, but the impracticality of it doesn't stop me from enjoying the blessings of it now. And I do.





My two furry companions. They are always with me when I am at home. Nearby at least for the most part. My cozy companions. I love them so much. They bring a lot of joy into my life.




I am really enjoying the hummingbirds at the moment. They have gotten even more active at the feeder and the battles have begun. So fun to watch.




My family . . . I am so grateful for my family. For their love. For their company. For their presence in my life. I love them so very much and consider them to be one of God's greatest gifts to me. They may not be perfect, but they are perfect to me.


 


Friends in real life and invisible friends.  All of the love and support I get from each one of you and them. It means a lot to me and I am very thankful for it all.

Life is a beautiful blend of ups and downs and highs and lows. I am so thankful for all of it. Faith, family, friends, home, talents, etc. Life is good.

A thought to carry with you  . . . 

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*The Sun shines on everybody.
You just have to keep believing.
~Dontrelle Willis


Chicken Shawarma Bowls



In The English Kitchen today  . . .  Chicken Shawarma Bowls. Quick. Easy. Delicious. The perfect bite. At least for me anyways. A bit spicy, but not overly so. Very simple to make.

I hope your week ahead is loaded with an abundance of small and wonderful things. Be blessed. Don't forget!

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Saturday, 1 August 2026

Saturday Nice . . .

 

 


Out of the fullness of years I sing,
Out of the wind and rain,
Songs that are forged by the heat of life
Welded with peace and pain.

Out of the harvest of years I sing,
Bringing my sheaves of song,
Garnered from fields that have known the storm,
Reared where the winds belong.

Out of the furrows turned and brown,
Wine of the sun and sod,
Mellowed and aged in the out-of-doors,
Scourged by the chastening rod.

Out of the heart that won it's peace
And claimed the right to be free,
Come friend and sit where the sunlight falls
And sing along with me.
~Edna Jacques, Fullness of Years
Beside Still Waters, 1952


Some days I feel older than others. Yesterday was one of those days.  I ended up not going out. By late morning I just felt depleted and I just didn't feel like I had the energy or the will to wander around the shops, etc. So I ended up messaging Cindy and letting her know. I did not like to disappoint anyone, but there will be other days and more opportunities. I will have to try to get out today to get some cat food. I will be picking Eileen up around 1 and she wants to go to the grocery store to get herself some drinks and snacks for the weekend, so I will get a few pots there. The cats will eat it or go hungry. It's as simple as that.  They can be very stubborn when they want to be. But I know that they will not starve because food will be there and if you are that hungry you will eat it.


 

Do you remember that I told you earlier this week that two ambulances were down the end of my street. One left with the siren going and then the other one followed a bit later. Well, it was Jane.  The lady who lived at the end. She passed.  I was sad to learn of that yesterday. She was one of the first people to speak to me when I arrived on the street. Such a kind lady. An avid birder and gardener. I knew she must not be well as nothing had been done in her garden this year at all. Her partner of 45 years was pretty much bedridden so she was probably in the second ambulance.  It is sad, but Jane is out of pain now. She is soaring with the birds she so loved to care for.



It is hard to believe but we are in August now. The days are becoming that little bit shorter. It is dark now when I go to bed, or darkening, and only just beginning to get light when I get up in the morning. I went to check my post box this morning and the guinea fowl were across the way. There were only two of them this morning so I am wondering what happened to the other two. Perhaps they had just gone on ahead.

There was a tiny white moth on the mail box. It was shaped like an airplane in it's resting state. I think it is what is called a plume moth but I can't be sure. I should have taken a photograph of it, but alas I did not. It was not a very big moth, but quite interesting.

I remember one time when I was working at the Manor there was a large Hawkmoth that had gotten into the kitchen overnight. (They had a habit of going to bed and leaving the kitchen lights on and the windows open.) I went to put the Mr.'s toast into the toast and it flew out at me from behind the toaster. It was huge and had the most beautiful wings. They looked like large oak leaves. Very pretty to see.


 

It has rained again in the night. We have gotten a lot of rain this week and it is cloudy this morning. The forecast says scattered rain showers are expected this morning. We will see. We can use it. It's been too dry and the gardens will soak it up. I did not have to water my plants yesterday as they had gotten a lovely soaking the day before. I may not need to water them today either. We will see. 

Molly from down the end of the road came to my door last evening. She has the prettiest blue eyes. She had an invite for me to a Birthday celebration for Glenna across the way. it is on Tuesday afternoon. Thankfully I have already bought a card for her. her birthday is not until the end of the month, but I do think Glenna was planning on going out West with her son and his family to visit her daughters sometime this month so perhaps she is not going to be here.

Cindy asked me for some ideas of what I wanted for my Birthday, but I really cannot think of anything. I am so blessed to have all that I need. Just love I guess. I don't know who couldn't use a bit more of that. Time. I could use more of that as well. I need my cats nails trimmed and some help trimming Cinnamon's bottom. (It gets matted.) I don't really need anything else.


 
 



You love the roses -- so do I. I wish
The sky would rain down roses, as they rain
From off the shaken bush. Why will it not?
Then all the valley would be pink and white
And soft to tread on. They would fall as light
As feathers, smelling sweet; and it would be
Like sleeping and like waking, all at once!
~George Elliot 

I miss all of the roses we had in our gardens in the U.K.  We had them of all colors. Red, pink, yellow, peach . . . in the back there was an arch with a gate separating the patio from the grassed area. The arch was covered in yellow climbing roses. So pretty when they were in bloom. 

I don't seem to see many roses around here. Perhaps the weather is too cold in the winter?  I see lots of wild briar roses, but not a lot of cultivated ones. Other flowers grow well however.  Roses do require a lot of care.

I was thinking last night about how this street has changed since I moved here. On the other side of the street there are now only two people who were here then and on this side only two people who were here then.  I suppose that it the nature of living in a neighborhood filled with Seniors. The residents living here can change quite a bit from one year to the next. But what a wealth of experience and knowledge are held on these streets. Its quite remarkable really when you think about it.

There is one lady across the road who belongs to a dinner club. Once a month, every month, they get together for a meal. But everything in the meal, all of the dishes have to have one main ingredient, which is the choice of whoever is hosting it that month. She was talking about this at the last Birthday get-together I went to. She was saying that she had to come up with a dessert that used potatoes. Someone suggested potato fudge. I find myself wondering now what everyone made.  What an interesting concept that is. A dinner club like that.


 



I just messaged Eileen to make sure she was awake.  She has been going to Tim Hortons each day in the morning. It's great that she is getting out and about and getting some exercise.  One of her workers took all of her air fresheners and threw them away.  Apparently one of the workers is allergic to scents. I didn't think that was right that she should do that. Eileen has a different worker every day and she might not even have the same ones from one week to the next.  But they got thrown away anyways.  At Eileen's expense. They were not cheap. Not much I can do about that but I don't think it is right.

I know that scents do bother some people, but I am not sure if it is an actual allergy. Then again, who am I???  Not an expert for sure. I don't like really strong scents and there are some things I don't like the smell of, but I wouldn't say for me it is an allergy. 

You have to pick your battles I guess.


 


I am going to try to go to the Farm market behind me this morning for just a few things.  I need some potatoes and I want a few vegetables. Maybe some beans and some corn. I would like fruit too, but I can get that later when I go to the grocery store with Eileen. Probably watermelon and perhaps even some blueberries. They seem the safest bet. I was hoping to make a blueberry cake one day. August is the season of blueberries, and corn.

And beans. Another few weeks and we should be seeing some of the early Winter squashes arriving. I love squash. Corn, Beans and Squash. A trinity of flavors that are usually ripening at the same time. I think the native people's called them the Three Sisters.

I think they used to be planted together as well, with the idea in mind that the hardy stalk of the corn would be able to support the vines of the squash and beans.




I started to try to watch this film on Amazon Prime yesterday. I have to say I gave up before it was even half through. It was not really a nice movie I didn't think. Perhaps I did not give it enough of a chance. I have quite a short attention span anyways, but this was not holding it at all. There are much nicer and worthier ways to spend my time.  I just thought since I was having a bad day physically that I would watch a film.  This was a poor choice.

On a bright note, I finally did catch the fly that was buzzing around.  It finally lighted on the window out front and I was able to electrify it with my electric racket.

Oh, speaking of electrics. My microwave oven appears to be not working right. The panel on the front with all of the number buttons. The bottom three number buttons seem to have stopped working. I suppose I can still use it with the other six.  I am not wanting to buy a new microwave oven at the moment and what do I do with the old one? I cannot lift it down or carry it out and I don't believe you are allowed to leave it out by the road for pick up. Oh, and I was reading yesterday that due to a fire at the local rubbish depot, pick up times for rubbish are going to be much longer as it is needing to be driven much further away to dump off. 

I just bought Eileen a microwave oven too   . . . I will just have to keep using mine until it gives up the ghost entirely. As long as most of the button still work then it's still okay. That's my theory anyways!




I don't know if I have told you about this girl before or not.  I have been watching her on YouTube for a while now. I enjoy the soft gentle pace of her videos and she doesn't seem to have an agenda like so many of them have. It just seems like a soft space to land in. I really enjoy it. Old ways, values, etc.

On a side note, I really don't know how these young moms do all that they do. I never had much time to explore things like this when I was bringing up my children. Mind you, because my husband was in the Military and was  away a lot, I was on my own more often than not.  I had double the responsibilities. When I had my fourth baby, I had three in diapers. Not to blow my own horn or anything but, they were cloth diapers also because . . .  who could have that many kids in diapers and afford disposables. It seemed like I was always washing diapers.  

I was always washing diapers. lol  Anyways, with  that and everything else I had to do I would never have had the time to produce and curate such interesting videos. MY hat is off to these young moms who seem to be able to do it all.

One thing I really like about Jennilee is that she doesn't seem to be using her children like so many other influencers do.  You do see her children occasionally but mostly in the background. I am not sure how I feel about these moms who are always making their children the focus of their videos. I don't actually think it's very healthy for the kids. It's probably not safe either. It smacks of "stage door" moms to me. I could be wrong. It is just my opinion.

Anyways, if you are looking for a nice video channel to watch The Pioneer Home is a good one. They are fixing up a small building on their property for use as an Air BNB as well. I think it is a really cute small space.  I quite enjoyed watching that video.

I am fast running out of time this morning so must bring this to a close.  I used to be able to write one of my blog posts in under an hour's time. It seems to be taking me longer and longer these days, and I am not sure if any of them are all that interesting any more, but oh well, it is a habit I am not about to stop even if nobody comes to read. It's my journal and I really do enjoy the writing. If you are still here after all this time I applaud you!  And I thank you.

A thought to carry with you  . . . 

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*The winds of Grace
are always blowing,
But, you have to raise
the sail.



Mini Lemon & Raspberry Cakes


In The English Kitchen today  . . .  Mini Lemon & Raspberry Cakes, No Bake.  These are so simple to make, quick and easy, using only a few ingredients. The perfect dessert to make for a last minute group.  Filled with raspberry jam and toasted almonds and frosted with a lush lemon cream cheese frosting.

Have a beautiful weekend. Whatever you get up to I hope it brings you peace and joy. Don't forget!


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