Friday, 4 April 2025

Dear Neighbor . . .

 

Friday, April 4th, 2025
 3 ESTATE LANE, Nova Scotia
7*C/44*F
partly sunny skies

Dear Neighbor,

What a week we have had here, of "weather." You name it, we have had it. Rain, and plenty of that, snow, ice pellets, sunshine, etc. We have experienced it all in one week. Today it is a bit milder in temperature. It is supposed to get up into the double digits, but they say the temperatures are supposed to drop tomorrow. That's April!

Its not time to turn off the heat pump just yet.  

Speaking of heat pumps, poor Sheila, my next-door neighbor, is really stressing out about hers.  I have had her here almost every day this past week wanting me to come over and look at it.  I can see nothing wrong with it. It's doing exactly what it is supposed to be doing. It might be a bit noisy, so perhaps needs someone to look at the bushings, but it seems to be working fine.  I am no expert. All I can do is to look and then reassure her that it is okay.  I did tell her yesterday that she might want to call the office and tell them it was a bit noisy and needed looking at.  I suspect, however, that she has also been calling them daily, and they are a bit fed up with it all.  She said they were rude to her last time she called.

I just try to reassure her that all is well.  There is not a lot more than that I can do.  Patience is the key. We will all be there one day should we live long enough. It must be so hard for her.


 


Someone is in the process of moving into the empty unit where that fellow died last month, and they are getting all new living room furniture. It was delivered two days ago. A sofa, loveseat and what looked like a recliner. They are not actually living in it yet but moving things in bit by bit. There is a truck there this morning, so I expect that today is the crunch day.

It is hard to believe that I have been in my unit four years come the first of May. The time has gone quickly. What a blessing it was to get my place.  There has been a real shortage of housing here in the Valley. Affordable housing at any rate.  They are building a big apartment building near the hospital with underground parking, but looking at the rents they are going to be charging, it will be a very expensive place to live.  I suspect, however, that all the units are already spoken for.

My friend Suzanne was in the low-income housing here in town, the bungalows that Eileen and Tim are waiting to get into.  The moved them all out of their houses due to a black mold problem. Apparently, they need to do a lot of work on them. My friend Suzanne was moved to a unit about 45 minutes away with no guarantee she will be allowed back into the place she had at the end of the work being done. She had not even been in it a year.  Moving when you are in your mid-seventies it not an easy thing. She has quite a way to go to get to church now, but at least the rental people paid to have her things packed up and moved to the new place.   She seems to like her new place, and it is in a nice town, probably a nicer town than this one, but it is a bit far away from everyone and of course our church.

Change is hard at any age, but when you get older, it is even more difficult.


 


Are you a breakfast person.  I do like something to eat in the morning, but it is very rare that I will sit down and have a proper breakfast.  I used to love to have cheese whiz on toast but have not had that in a while. I love those toast holders that keep the toast separated and upright. This helps the toast to be crisper.  Most places in the U.K. do not butter your toast for you.  You get the toast and pats of butter on the side for you to spread. Toast is also not a given when it comes to breakfast when you are eating out. You have to ask for it and pay extra for it.  I thought that rather strange when I moved over there. I was used to toast (and coffee for that matter) being included with a breakfast.

I did love that breakfast was always included when you stayed in a B&B or a hotel for the night, and that they were usually very good.  These types of places were highly judged by the breakfasts that they served.

I really loved the breakfasts served on the continent however (Europe). Usually a buffet containing meats, cheeses, breads, buns, muesli, yogurt and fruit. The idea of having a crisp roll with some cheese and meat really appealed to me.

The bread in Europe is superior. In France you need to go early to the local bakery to get your bread or the day. They are just about sold out by mid-morning. Their bread is heavenly, especially the baguettes and croissants. In Germany they had the brotchen buns which were fabulous. (I am not sure I spelt that correctly.)  But even the bread in the U.K. was lovely. I found the bread here in Canada to be too sweet when I first returned home for some strange reason.


 

Nobody loved toast more than our mom.  She had a slice of toast and half a banana for her breakfast just about every morning up until her last heart attack anyways.  It would take her forever to eat one slice of toast. She would break it off into bits and eat a it at a time while she read her newspaper at the dining room table each morning.  Cup of instant coffee at the ready. She could make a slice of toast look like manna from heaven, the way she savored it and lingered over it. 

She liked to give Gary (my sister's cat) a crumb of her toast every morning, I guess. She liked Gary. She used to say that he was shy. Mom was always for the underdog. She liked to support a cause and was fiercely loyal to anyone she supported.  Even if it was only the phone company. 

She hated nuisance calls however and would often yell at them with a few expletives and slam the phone down quite heavily. (Her expletives being quite mild in comparison to some peoples.)



 

I had a hard time falling asleep last night. I fell asleep initially, but woke up shortly thereafter and had a hard time falling back asleep is more the truth of it.  I often do that. It's somewhat annoying to say the least.  I found myself strangely watching Michael Barrymore buy his groceries at Marks and Sparks at midnight last night.  


(For those who are not familiar with him, Michael Barrymore is former TV host and comedian was one of Britain’s top presenters in the Eighties and Nineties with a string of hit shows on primetime telly like Strike It Lucky, My Kind of People and Kids Say The Funniest Things. He also hosted his own variety show, simply titled Barrymore. He fell out of favor in the early 2000's when someone drowned in his pool at one of his house parties.)

I found it quite odd that YouTube would suggest his video to me, but I found it strangely compelling.  I used to love to shop at Marks and Sparks myself and was quite intrigued as to what he would buy for his weekly food shop. He started off at Northern Face. He also did a side shop at Tesco (mostly treats for his dog, candy and ice cream.)

Never in my life did I ever think that I would find myself watching Michael Barrymore shopping, at midnight in my bed. I was never a fan to be honest.  Life can be so random sometimes. I found myself subscribing. lol

What can I say. I like watching people shop, especially when they are not spending my money but their own.




There is no way to describe how very difficult it is to change the channel when you find your cat sunning itself and having a cozy sleep right in front of the channel changing bar of the television.  You don't really want to disturb the nap.  She looked dead to the world at this point and very content. I thought I would take her photograph.



Did not last however. She soon sussed out that she was on my radar, and opened one bleary eye. How did she know ??  I was sitting on the sofa, quite far away from her.  All I can say is that cats are very intuitive and have a seemingly sixth sense about such things.


 

These past few years have found me on a quest to simplify my life and find more pleasure and joy in the ordinary and mundane. To dwell in the quiet that opens oneself up to the gifts and wonders of the world. 

Quiet has been my study and pursuit for most of these past four years.  Seeking a special openness to the presence of God at play in creation and at work in my heart, directing my ways and drawing me into His story.  That might sound like a lot I suppose, especially when considering quiet as a concept, but these years have shown me that our capacity to be quiet and find contentedness in the ordinary and amidst turmoil have come to shape the whole of the way that I trust the living God and to have a lively faith in Him.

I do not think that it was by accident that everything which happened to me happened in the middle of a global pandemic, a time of severe isolation, when I would be largely unable to draw upon the strength of friends and neighbors in person or even get out of my house to help to sort out my chaotic life and mind.

Quiet was sort of thrust upon me along with the heartache of the disruption to my life amidst the lockdowns and I found myself having to rely on God in a way that I had not before.  I found myself discovering Him in tiny miracles that seemed to present themselves to me on an almost daily basis in the run up to my leaving the U.K. There was no sudden dump of serenity and peace, and yet I was able to find it in the middle of all of the chaos. In the silence of the turmoil, I found the voice of God.

Oh, I had always been a believer, but for years I was skirting on the edge of belief, not really allowing myself to be reliant on the peace that passeth all understanding. I am not sure I can adequately explain it. I suppose I hadn't needed Him in a way that I found myself suddenly needing Him, and I discovered that He was there, just waiting for me to need Him in that way. 

Since then, I have sought out the quiet and peace that helps me to be more aware of His presence. My life, although busy in many ways, is much more simplified and I like it.


 


I am not sure what I will get up to today.  I had thought we might take dad out this afternoon, but he spent Wednesday visiting Maryann and her daughter.  I kind of wanted to pick up some eggs at the chicken farm.  But I have enough to do around here. Spring Cleanup will be soon, and I need to get some things sorted for that, and then there is my looming income tax that I need to file. (Now that is a peace disturber if ever there was one. I don't know why I procrastinate it so much.)  I really want to dig out my paints or my sewing machine, but I have told myself that I am now allowed to until I do my taxes.

In any case, the day will pass in one way or another and I will make the best of it that I can. I do hope that this finds you well and happy, dwelling in your own little space of contentment.

A thought to carry with you . . . 

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 *.Nourishing yourself in a way
that helps you blossom in the direction
you want to go is attainable, 
and you are worth the effort.
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BBQ Chicken & Cornbread Casserole



In the kitchen today, BBQ Chicken and Cornbread Casserole.  I had been wanting to make a chicken casserole yesterday with some of the leftovers from my roast chicken. I didn't want the ordinary however and so I made this tasty casserole which has a delicious chicken, corn BBQ mix on the bottom with a layer of cheese on top and a delicious cornbread baked over the whole thing. It was simple to make and quite tasty! Its not the prettiest but I hope that doesn't put you off. With all the rain and snow we had yesterday the lighting was not the best.


I hope you have a fabulous day!  Whatever you get up to, don't forget!


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Thursday, 3 April 2025

My Favorite Things . . .

 


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! 


 

Antique furniture  . . . 


 


Chickens in the garden . . . 


 

This  . . . 


 

Old marmalade jars  . . . 


 

Alliums  . . . 


 

Pearls  . . . 


 

Pretty florals  . . . 


 

Pommes frites  . . . 


 

China plates  . . . 


 

Garden statues . . . 


 


Tulips . . . 


 

Climbing roses  . . . 


 


Lighthouses  . . . 


 

Foggy dawns  . . . 


 

Vintage color plates  . . . 


 

Glazed pear fritters  . . .  sounds yummy.


 

Yellow . . . 


 

Wooden ironing boards . . .  white linens . . . 


 

Blue skies  . . . 


 

A breakfast nook . . . 

 

Green . . . 


 

Light  . . . 


 

Love . . . 


 

Gingers  . . .  just watching the world go by . . . 


 

Purple  . . . 


And those are my favorite things for this week. I hope you enjoyed them.


A thought to carry with you . . . 


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 *.˛.You will be free once
you realize the cage
is made of thoughts.
~Mr Earth
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Roast Chicken in a Bag



In The Kitchen today  . . .  Roast Chicken in a Bag. Simple.  Delicious. Tender and juicy.

There is some nasty weather coming our way today.  Tis the season of transition when Winter doesn't want to leave and Spring is itching to begin.  Hopefully we won't be putting up with this swinging back and forth for too much longer!  I hope you have a beautiful day!  Be happy, be blessed, and don't forget!


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And I do too!    

   


Wednesday, 2 April 2025

Wednesday Witterings . . .

 

 

Not sure how it happened but it's already April and we are into the fourth month of the year already! My car is sitting in the driveway, summer tires loaded and ready to go to the service center later this morning.  And I still haven't done my taxes. I am such a procrastinator.  Every year I say I am going to get them done early and every year I don't. The crunch is on now though.

This is a busy month of the year, what with my church's General conference this weekend, Easter and everything else that is going on.

We had the beginning of our April showers yesterday, but by the end of the day it had turned to sunshine. -4*C/25*F out there this morning however so it is cold.  Sunny and cold and not expected to get much warmer today.  I am glad that I put my heat back on before I went to bed last night. I had kept it off all day yesterday.


 

I had Sheila at my door yesterday morning.  She had been messing with the controller for her heat pump and couldn't figure it out.  The maintenance guy had been over to look at it and put everything straight, but she said she didn't recognize half of what the symbols on it were saying.  I popped over to see if there was anything I could do to fix it.  There wasn't anything wrong with it as far as I could see. Other than the fact that her heat pump was a bit noisy, it all looked fine to me.  Anyways, I was able to reassure her that all was well. I had roasted a chicken yesterday also, so I brought her some of that and some mashed potatoes and veggies, which she appreciated.

She can't understand why my electric bill is so much less than hers and I cook all the time. I told her I think it is because she has her electric baseboard heating on all the time. I do not have mine on at all. That electric heat will gobble up the electricity like nothing else. That makes a huge difference.


 

I had to pick up one of my prescriptions yesterday. It cost me $111.39.  Pharmacare doesn't cover this one at all.  Over in the U.K. the same prescription cost me 7 pounds, and in fact since I was over 60, it actually cost me nothing. If you are over 60 there, prescriptions are free. As are eye care and dental.  They take good care of their seniors, or at least they were when I left to come back to Canada. Most countries do take very good care of their young and their old. I do not think that is so in North America, but I cannot complain because many things here are very good.

Oh, another thing in April.  A federal election.  Make sure you vote people, this could be the most important election in our lifetime.

Anyways, My prescription was quite pricey yesterday, but it should last me three months, so I guess if you divide it up by three, that is only $37.13 a month. That sounds much better. My deductible on Pharmacare is the maximum however over $450 which I just paid. So, I have spent a lot on prescriptions so far this year. The joys of aging! ha ha It could be a lot worse.


 


April was the month that we went to the South of France with our friends Audrey and Peter Lee all those years ago. What a wonderful trip that was.  Staying in the Dordogne in a stone cottage surrounded by vineyards and sheep.  There are not many friends you could go on holiday with and stay friends, but Audrey and Peter were wonderful people. It was not hard to love them.  Very amenable.  That was probably one of the best holidays I ever went on.  All it cost us was our air fare, food and some gasoline. Peter already had the cottage rented. It was a lovely escape from the real world for sure. It was lovely throwing open the bedroom shutters each morning and listening to the sound of the sheep in the field next to the cottage.  We took long walks each day, saw many historic places such as the Sand Dunes in the Aquitaine, Lourdes. Saint Emilion, etc. I got to taste my very first Cannelle and experience my first French outdoor market.  Fresh bread from the bakery in the mornings . . .  with that lovely French butter. A fire each night in the fireplace. Great company. It was just a lovely holiday.

I had never had a holiday in my life to be honest.  I had vacations from time to time.  We would use that time to visit my in-laws, but as far as actually traveling to a place for a "holiday," that was the first. It would not be the last.

I will be forever grateful that I had the opportunity to do such things while I had them.


Focus on the light, not the dark.
You can't let one negative in a
sea of positives hold power over you.



I was looking through some old photos last night and I came across one of me from 2019, over a year before everything in my life fell apart.  I have never thought that I was pretty or attractive even, but when I found that photo, I thought to myself, hey, you were not so bad looking after all. I remember having it up as my profile photo for a time on the food blog and someone emailing me and telling me that they could help me adjust it if I wanted them to so that I looked better, younger, prettier. 😕 As if being who I was, was not entirely enough.

What is this obsession we have of these things??? The other day this girl I follow on Instagram was bemoaning the fact that she is not able to get her Botox injections and retinol treatments as she is still nursing her twins.  Like this was the end of the world. 

She isn't even 30.


We live in a world of plastic people. Especially younger people.  Lips pumped and plumped, eyelash and hair extensions, liposuction, Botox, fake tanning, etc. They have ribs removed to make their waistlines smaller, injections into their butts to make them rounder, breast implants . . .  it goes on and on. We are living in a world of wannabe Kardashians, I guess. People are just not happy with looking normal. I do not understand it.


 


When I was 30, I had four young children and didn't know if I was coming or going most days. It took all of my energy and time to just take care of my home and family.  There was no money for going to McDonalds let alone Botox injections and, if there had been, I am sure I wouldn't have wanted or needed them.  

Life was full and it was busy.  I loved being a mom, wife and homemaker. I had never really wanted to be anything else, and I never ever experienced a lack of fulfillment for being such. Not that I can remember anyways.  


This was the kind of house I lived in. One bedroom down, a living room, small eat-in kitchen, bathroom and two bedrooms up. It was also the same as the house I had grown up in. I don't remember ever feeling deprived. There was a bedroom for the girls and one for the boys and one for us. We had a fold out couch in the living room for company. (They got our room, and we slept on the couch.) Life was simple but it was good. It was busy. I was busy. 

Even after we had our fifth child, our house did not get really bigger, not until we decided to build our own home anyways, and then we had six bedrooms, two full bathrooms, a family room, a shop, a laundry room, a living room, kitchen, dining room, mud room, etc. It was huge in comparison. I loved that house.  We were in over our heads.  We went from that to a rented farmhouse that was overrun with mice and had no furnace. It was appalling when I think back on it.

I could write a book, on all the changes and seasons of my life.  Good times, bad times and everything in between.  I have always landed on my feet, no matter the difficulty of the journey. I am grateful for that.


 

Not sure what I will get up to when I get home from having my tires changed. Perhaps I will get started on my taxes. Perhaps not. Maybe I will leave that for tomorrow and just focus on giving the house a good vacuum and mop the floors, do some laundry, etc. Then tomorrow I can start with a clean slate.

Yes, that sounds just the ticket, but I must get them done this week.  Oh, and Cindy, if you are reading this, don't forget to let me know the days you are free to come with me to the eye doctor so I can make my appointment. (I need a driver because of the drops.)  Putting it here to remind us both!

And with that I will end this as I need to get some stuff done before I leave for the garage.


A thought to carry with you . . . 


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 *.˛.Accept what isn't,
so that you can move forward
with what is.  
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Hot Cross Buns

In The English Kitchen today  . . .  Hot Cross Buns, the small batch.  This is a rather unique recipe in that you can have these made and be enjoying them in not much longer than half an hour. I kid you not. There is no messing about with rising doughs, etc. And they are a yeast dough as well. I saw them first on Monique's IG and then got the recipe from another. I adapted to make a small batch and changed the flavors, etc. slightly.  Very good.  I was very pleased with them, and I think you would be also.


I hope you have a lovely Wednesday. Be happy and blessed no matter what you get up to!  Don't forget!



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Tuesday, 1 April 2025

A Day Book . . .

 



FOR TODAY, April 1st, 2025



OUTSIDE MY WINDOW ...

It's garbage day and it's raining as you can see. I think Tuesdays must be the one day of the week where we get the most precipitation as it is very rare that we have a dry garbage day. In fact, today there is a heavy rain warning in effect, but the temperature is in double digits and was so when I woke up at 5:30.



 


I AM THINKING ...

The warmer days and double digit temperatures should become more frequent now we are in April.  April showers and all that. Can the flowers be far behind?  I think not!  We know how quickly a month can pass!


 

I AM ALSO THINKING ...

Can I find the time to do some of these things this month? Here's hoping! Well, all except for the person I love one. That one is out of the question. I can try to manage all of the others though!


Maple Pecan Granola

IN THE KITCHEN ...

Maple Pecan Granola. Low fat, high fiber, low sugar and delicious. Also, very quick and easy to make. I have always loved to make my own granola. I have been making my own since the early 1980's. I always enjoy eating it with some Greek yogurt and fresh fruit, on this occasion some fresh berries.




ON MY "TO COOK" LIST ...

These puff pastry Breakfast Bars from Jenna Baked look really good. Filled with sausage, bacon and hashbrowns, and well puff pasty.  Can you ever not love anything when pastry is involved?


 

SOMETHING I KNOW TO BE TRUE ...

I would not trade my simple and modest life for anything else. These words ring with truth. Oh, there may be the occasional exception for some people, but the best things in life truly are free. Money cannot buy happiness, love, peace, etc.




SOMETHING THAT'S NICE ...

Our church's Spring General Conference is coming up this weekend.  These happen twice a year. It is an opportunity to listen to and watch inspiring and uplifting talks from the leaders of my church. An opportunity for spiritual nourishment in an unbelievable way. I always come away feeling well and truly fed. You can find out more on how to watch and participate here.


 

SOMETHING ELSE THAT IS NICE ...

Some of our best lessons about life and being alive come from nature and the natural world around us.


I WOULD LIKE TO CREATE ...


 

Paper bouquets  . . . I used to do this.


 

Paper apples. Art classes . . . 


 

House bookmarks  . . . 



Papier Mache houses  . . . 


 

A Papier Mache Fox  . . . 


 

SOMETHING I ENJOY ...

Seeing the spring blossoms appear  . . . 


 

SOMETHING ELSE I ENJOY ...

Soup and bread.  I used to be a soup and cracker girl, but living in the U.K. I came to really appreciate the finer qualities of enjoying a hot bowl of soup with bread, any kind of bread. Now that's comfort.



OH MY GOODNESS ...

If I can't see you then you can't see me.


 

JOY MAKERS .;;


Sunrises  . . . 


 

Wildflowers, sunsets and wide open spaces . . . 





I AM READING ...

THE CORNER THAT HELD THEM, by Philip Hensher

The Corner That Held Them is a story of many small lives lived both with small hopes and grand dreams. It is the story of the convent of Oby. It was founded in the 12th century by a man 10 years after he discovers his wife in bed with her lover and righteously slaughters the lover. We meet the nuns 200 years later and peer into the intimate details of their lives. We find that the location of the convent is not the most advantageous – its farm land is frequently flooded. It is in a swampy location. The prioress is the CEO of the convent, scheming to attract novices with good dowries, planning on how to maximize its income, enticing a new priest, meeting and mingling with the worldly most particularly those who can or may help the convent with its affairs, designing a magnificent spire to increase its prestige and wrangling with her fellow nuns. It is the same whoever the prioress is, whoever the nuns are. They make little economies, they make large economies, they say their offices every day, they are political and they are religious and they are domestic. They fight and bicker and quarrel like any small community. They survive the Black Death, the changing of bishops, a priest who is not a priest and mad nuns. They survive being robbed and being oppressed. There are side stories and stories that illuminate their surroundings. It is brilliantly done and a marvelously realized world.


THINGS THAT CATCH MY FANCY ...


 


Light and sparkle  . . . 


 

Fresh asparagus  . . . 


 

Cotton dresses . . . feeling feminine . . . 


 

Cute arrangements  . . . 


 

Pretty pockets  . . . 



I AM GRATEFUL FOR ...


 

The birdsong of nesting birds  . . . 


ALSO GRATEFUL FOR ...


 

Forsythia  . . .  not long now . . . 



SOMETHING TO WATCH ...

A Dinner of Herbs, Catherine Cookson, Acorn TV.


A THOUGHT TO CARRY WITH YOU ...

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 *.God spoke today in flowers, and I
who was waiting on words,
almost missed the conversation.
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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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And I do too!