Wednesday, 3 June 2020

Wednesday This and That . . .


I don't have an awful lot to say this morning. I have been sitting here watching the rain tipping down.  What a stark contrast to yesterday, which was brilliantly sunny and quite warm. So much so that I had a difficult time falling asleep last night as it was so hot in our bedroom, even with the windows open and the fan on. 

We knew that there was a huge possibility of rain and so I got all the bedding washed and hung out. It dried in less than an hour. I don't have a clothes drier and so I try to do my laundry when the sun shines, especially things like bedding. There is nothing worse than having sheets and duvet covers hanging all over the house thrown over doors, etc.  Line dried bedding and towels are much better.  To be honest we need the rain. I don't think we saw a drop of it in the entire month of May! 


My next door neighbour took advantage of the nice weather and the easing in the lock-down rules yesterday and had a party.  She had a bouncy castle for her nieces and a huge pool for them to splash about it.  I am not sure how many people were there, but I counted about 14 and from three different families at least.  I didn't see a lot of social distancing going on either. A bit of a stretch when it comes to the new rules,  but . . . they were all having a great time from the sounds of it all.  They all seemed really happy to see each other after not having been able to for so long. Lots of pent up steam being let off!   

This is nothing compared to the photos I have seen of the beaches. Its insane.  

In this house, we are not taking any chances. 


Since we knew that rain was on the way we took advantage of the sunshine and gave Mitzie another bath that she really was sorely in need of.  She is getting soo shaggy looking and is really minding the heat.  I have booked a Mobile Groomer, who comes to the house and does it in a van out front, so no contact with us.  The earliest date I could get was the 17th of June believe it or not and that was two weeks ago. They are right booked up. 

She's never happy about having a bath.  Well, its a shower really because we don't have a bath tub.  It comes about with copious amounts of cheese and a hand held shower nozzle.  


My friend Carolyn had to call in the fire brigade because their compost heap caught on fire, and blew up their ride on lawn mower.  Look at how dry the grass is. Just grateful nobody was hurt.


  

To be honest I am feeling a bit blue this morning, proof positive that sunshine really does make a difference to our mental health.  All this business of the pandemic, and self isolating, so many deaths, so much civil unrest in the world, etc. is getting me down a bit.  Loud and angry voices are drowning out quieter more sensible ones again. 



Anarchy seems to be gaining a foothold . . .  I don't like it.  There are too many trouble-makers about.  I think these are just the birth pangs, a portent of things to come. 

I like what our church president had to say  . . . 

"We join with many throughout this nation and around the world who are deeply saddened at recent evidences of racism and a blatant disregard for human life. We abhor the reality that some would deny others respect and the most basic of freedoms because of the color of his or her skin.

We are also saddened when these assaults on human dignity lead to escalating violence and unrest.

The Creator of us all calls on each of us to abandon attitudes of prejudice against any group of God’s children. Any of us who has prejudice toward another race needs to repent!

During the Savior’s earthly mission, He constantly ministered to those who were excluded, marginalized, judged, overlooked, abused, and discounted. As His followers, can we do anything less? The answer is no! 

We believe in freedom, kindness, and fairness for all of God’s children!

Let us be clear. We are brothers and sisters, each of us the child of a loving Father in Heaven. His Son, the Lord Jesus Christ, invites all to come unto Him—“black and white, bond and free, male and female,” (2 Nephi 26:33). It behooves each of us to do whatever we can in our spheres of influence to preserve the dignity and respect every son and daughter of God deserves.

Any nation can only be as great as its people. That requires citizens to cultivate a moral compass that helps them distinguish between right and wrong.

Illegal acts such as looting, defacing, or destroying public or private property cannot be tolerated. Never has one wrong been corrected by a second wrong. Evil has never been resolved by more evil.

We need to foster our faith in the Fatherhood of God and the brotherhood of man.

We need to foster a fundamental respect for the human dignity of every human soul, regardless of their color, creed, or cause.

And we need to work tirelessly to build bridges of understanding rather than creating walls of segregation.

I plead with us to work together for peace, for mutual respect, and for an outpouring of love for all of God’s children.

  

Instagram was filled with nothing but black squares yesterday. I didn't like that either. A heart can only take so much.  There is so much hate in the world at the present. Satan must be doing a victory dance.

I will go now, but leave you with a thought before I do. 


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Some cry with tears,
others with thoughts.
~Octavio Paz•。★★ 。* 。 

  

In The English Kitchen today  . . .  A Healthier Potato Salad

Have a good Wednesday, remember always that tomorrow is a new day. God is in His Heaven and loves us all, no matter what, no matter who . . .   


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And I do too!   







Tuesday, 2 June 2020

The Simple Woman's Daybook . . .

 


FOR TODAY, June 2, 2020 


Outside my window ...
The sun is shining. The sky is blue. The birds are chittering and singing. The weather has blessed us yet again. 


I am thinking ...
ALL lives matter. We will never heal as a world until this is the prevailing attitude amongst all peoples and in all nations. Only light can chase away the darkness. 


I am thankful for ...
The Gospel in my life. It has afforded me the opportunity to believe in and to see EVERYONE as a child of God. No more. No less. Of equal value.



In the kitchen ...  


In the English Kitchen today, Strawberry & Rhubarb Crisp. So delicious!

 
On my "To Cook" list ...  


Taste of Home. Vermont Maple Cookies.  


Good to know ... 

I agree with 1, 2. 4, 5 and 7. Not sure I understand 5 and I don't agree with 3. 


I am creating ...  


   



Sizzix. Embellished notebooks. 


   


5 Little Monsters.  Burly Spun Bolster Pillow.  



eHow DIY Reusabe Tortilla Warmer.   



Just B Crafty. Tunisian Stitch Crochet Dishcloth. These look good.  




Turquoise with Vanilla. Crochet Spa Set. 

I am reading ...  


  


The Postcard, by Leah Flemming
1930s, London. Having grown up on a secluded Scottish estate with her aunt Phoebe, Caroline is shocked to discover that Phoebe is actually her mother and flees to Egypt in rebellion. Quickly finding herself in an unhappy marriage, Caroline has an affair with an old flame, but soon finds herself pregnant with his child. With her personal life in tatters and WWII approaching, she volunteers to smuggle valuable information into Europe for the British government. But when Caroline finally returns from war, her baby is gone. Will she be able to track him down?

2002, Australia. When Melissa discovers a postcard addressed to 'Desmond' among her recently deceased father's effects, she is determined to discover this person's identity and his relationship to her father. She embarks on a journey that will take her across oceans to discover more about her family's past . . .

A bit of light reading  . . .



Dreaming of ...  



Bathroom Bouquets  . . . 


 
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A garden swing  to curl up in . . .  



French  Bakeries . . .  



Gable Windows  . . . 




A kitchen large enough to eat in  . . . 


Something to Watch ... 


Somebody Feed Phil.  I have loved every series.  Its not just about food. Its warm and interesting and filled with culture. 

Makes me smile ... 


Ducklings  . . .


A thought to carry with you  ... 

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Don't ever take a fence down
until you know why it was put up.
~Robert Frost   •。★★ 。* 。 


Corners of my kingdom ... 



Llangrannog is a small, coastal village and seaside resort in Ceredigion, Wales


And that's my daybook for this week!



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  ⋰ ⋮ ⋱ blessings in life.*´¯`.¸¸.☆ 




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Have a beautiful day! Be safe and don't forget!   


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And I do too!     
    


Monday, 1 June 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.   
I love all of my grandchildren so very much.  I have eight now. Seven grandsons and one granddaughter. Five of my grandsons know who I am and care about me.  I have frequent contact with them via modern technology, for which I am very grateful. Anthony and Doug and their wives are such great parents. They have/are getting their boys through this Pandemic in amazing ways, as are many parents. Being able to know these boys is one of my life's greatest blessings, and I know that it comes only through the dedication of these two fine sons of mine. Forever grateful.  I am forever grateful. 
My father was/is very musical, playing more than one instrument. I am very musical, playing the clarinet and wishing I could play the piano. I have two sons that are very musical also.  My middle son Doug got a new guitar a couple of weeks back and is getting back to his guitar playing. He used to play in a Worship Team. I have always felt he is very talented in this area.  (Amongst many talents!)  He's been sharing his practicing with me, laying out recordings for me, etc. and sharing with me. I love that he  loves me so much he wants to share these things with me. I really miss my children so very much.



This is a photo I took at my son Doug's and his wife Kayla's wedding.  Of course Eileen wasn't married yet so Tim is not there, and Bruce wasn't married yet either so Sara is not there.  Can you believe that was about fifteen years ago now! Time really flies. Mom was still with us. Anthony still had his hair. And there were no grandchildren yet. Although truth be told my first one had already made his presence known as Anne & Anthony were expecting. 

I am so grateful for a brother who made sure we got to this wedding by renting a car and driving us there and for a mother who paid for hotel rooms for us so that we could stay overnight. There were two weddings I was unable to make it to because they were held out of province and we just didn't have the money to rent cars and stay in hotels, on top of the airflights to Canada. In retrospect I probably should have gone into debt so that we could have been there for the other two.  Unfortunately that was not an option. Hindsight is always 20/20.


  

Church on Sunday even though we cannot leave our home/area to go to church. I am so grateful for a church leadership who prepared us as a church body for the past two years to be able to cope with just such an eventuality. Each week we have been well fed spiritually.  We have had online firesides and devotionals through the blessings of modern technology. Through the blessing of having the Priesthood in our homes many of us have still been able to partake of the sacrament. Although it has been a challenge in many ways to stay focused on the Saviour and His Gospel, many of us have found ourselves drawing even closer to Him, relying on Him more than ever, coming into an even deeper communion with Him and our Heavenly Father.  




I found this buried in a bag underneath our stairs yesterday.  We keep our potatoes and onions there. It must have fallen from out potato bin into a bag I had filled with other things. Yesterday I took that bag I had filled with other things and decided to go though it to see what was actually in it and what was usuable for us now.  Finding this sprouted potato was a complete surprise and made me smile.  What a wonderful demonstration of  faith. This little withered potato had sprouted roots and was growing more potatoes, despite being in a place it should not have been and probably had not expected to ever be, and being in dire circumstances with the highest possibility of complete and utter failure. Still, it had the faith to do the thing it was created to do. We have planted it in the garden and, God willing, we will get  tiny crop from this small and amazing seed of faith.  We need to have faith like this potato. We cannot see the end of our picture, but we can still have enough faith to do the things we need to do, here and now. We can still have hope. We can still bloom where we are planted. 


Its not always easy to keep up with all of these things, but we try.  Sometimes it is more difficult to practice these things with the ones you love than it is to practice them with the ones you don't love.  Do you suppose that is because with the people you really care about more  all of your heart is invested?  Or perhaps it is because we know/believe that they will love us anyways, despite our weakness and failures. 


New Books.  Maybe I can eak out fifteen minutes a day to do something more creative. We shall see. That is my hope.  


Wonderful little conversations with my mother's first cousin Polly.  She is in her 90's and she always makes me smile. I am so grateful for this older woman and her fine example to me and many others. Family is everything. I think she is a pretty amazing woman and I love her very much.

I have had loads of small and wonderfuls this week, like most weeks. I am grateful that I have a grateful heart. I wouldn't want to be any other way. 

A thought to carry with you  . . . 

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If peace 
is what you really want,
you will choose, peace.
~Eckhart Tolle •。★★ 。* 。  



In The English Kitchen today a fabulous Pizza Night In. 

I hope that you have a week filled to overflowing with blesings. Don't forget along the way! 


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And I do too!     Stay safe!