Saturday, July 26, 2014

Snapshot Saturday...

These are my boys, at a family wedding in early June.  I love the ambiance dimmed light makes during lovely dinners, BUT pictures don't come out too well.  So I managed to get them to hold still long enough for a more recent picture.  They hate having their pictures taken.
and if you manage somehow to conquer the lighting at an evening dinner you get to maneuver around a tall table center piece,  I love this center piece, but it makes for a clever photographer, which I am not.

My mother in law along with some of her grandchildren, (that's the outfit I altered/made/tortured for her). P.S.  I also did her hair, didn't know I had it in me.

Enjoy your Saturday.

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Writers Workshop... I'd rather be reading at the beach.

Mama Kat's pretty much famous workshop is here for this week.

This Week's Writing Prompts for Thursday 07.24

1.) 9 things you'd rather be doing today.
2.) A blog post inspired by the words: growing pains
3.) Something new.
4.) Kids say the darndest things...
5.) Talk about a time you took a chance.

For me #1 is the way to go.

Nine things, eight of those things, would and could and should be, I'd rather be reading at the beach.  I'd love to just pack a picnic and a book, a jug of ice tea, some cucumber sandwiches and a comfy beach chair.

I never did this with my kids, the beach thing anyway.  Our beaches are so polluted that was not an option, and the ones that are less so, require a long road trip.  I'm sorry I never did that.  And now they are men, who wants to go to the beach with your mom.

I think there might be nothing more relaxing than sitting in the sunshine with a good book. Not worrying about cleaning the house, or pulling weeds or doing laundry, or painting the house, or anything. Now how likely is that, not likely at all.  If I rip away for one day of "said" planned event, I'd be making potato salad, or packing sunblock, or shaving my legs, not the relaxing event planning I'd hope it to be.  I don't sit, in a chair in the sunshine and read,  I always buy a comfy chair in the event I do have a moment to do so.  But, then I get out there and there are weeds, or windows to wash or pruning to do, SO I'd rather be reading at the beach.
The final thing I'd rather be doing today would be painting plein air .  I haven't done this since early days in college.  Grab your easel, and paints and go out and paint.  Again, not likely to happen. 

Wordless Wednesday...

Monday, July 21, 2014

Mailbox Monday... NOTHING

I'm on that "stolen time" computer again.  Mine is still not working well, and this one is so difficult to navigate, but, suffice it to say, I got nothing in the mailbox this week.  I have purchased and borrowed several books, but nothing delivered.  It must be my mailbox, it eats things up... just kidding.

Presently reading:  a Charles Todd, A Bitter Truth, during the WWI, Bess Crawford gets involved in a family difficulty, resulting in the death of a house guest.  I'm  reading this as part of my War Through the Generations Challenge. although I'd have read it anyway, love this author(s). 

Finished last week, The Wives of Los Almos. recently reviewed by Vicki at Reading at the Beach.
an unusual narration, of an interesting topic, that I would have never thought about, were it not for this book.
I'm still waiting for the window installation, may not happen today, yet again.  How annoying.

So once again I'm missing a watercolour class, that makes me even madder.   Scanner not functioning so I can't even show you my latest "valuable lesson", Thanks Shelley.

Sunday, July 13, 2014

Sunday Salon...A Change of Climate

Sunday Salon finds me frustrated.  My lap top has had issues, so I'm forced to wait till one of the guys is not using their computers to do "anything" .  My husband has some weird program on that keeps asking me if I'm him.  Way too much security, wait till he sees I've "fixed that".  It's been an unusual week, other than I'm still waiting for workmen to get to me and do things they have been paid for.  I told my husband that it was his job to wait, but then again I can't exactly have him staying home from work to wait.  So it's me... that means I'll be missing my watercolour workshop tomorrow.  DANG! The inside job is very SLOW! and there are no inside fairies at work.  A dear friend is not doing well, and I suspect she'll give up.  SAD, all around story.  Why do some people just have it so hard? 

The rest of the week I imagine will be a bit of this and a bit of that.  It is suppose to cool down, so I'm hoping to use "pesticides" on my lillies, imagine a bug eating my beautiful lillies, one day they were there and then they weren't. 
I try really hard not to use pesticides, but this did it, between the red spider bite, and no I'm not radioactive, but I still have a hard unhealed spot in the area where I was bitten, so pesticides it is.  We here in the GTA are not permitted to use harsh chemicals so I'm not sure what I bought will be very effective, but dish liquid just didn't do it.

On the reading front,  I finished Change of Climate, Hilary Mantel,  a good story, which I enjoyed reading, even if it left me very sad.  I can't remember who reviewed it, but thank you for suggesting it.  It was well worth the trip to the library. 
Ralph and Anna Eldred are an exemplary couple, devoting themselves to doing good. Thirty years ago as missionaries in Africa, the worst that could happen did. Shattered by their encounter with inexplicable evil, they returned to England, never to speak of it again. But when Ralph falls into an affair, Anna finds no forgiveness in her heart, and thirty years of repressed rage and grief explode, destroying not only a marriage but also their love, their faith, and everything they thought they were.

My young niece is a missionary, and we worry. 

up next,  The Wives of Los Alamos, Tarashea Nesbit.  I'm not quite half way through, but so far all I can say is "we've come a long way baby..." or have we?

Small things Thursday ...when did this happen?

my little bunny
all grown up?

Sunday, June 29, 2014

Sunday Salon...Tell the Wolves I'm Home...

I just finished this book.  WOW! it's definitely going on the list for the top ten reads of the year.

 description from
 1987. There’s only one person who has ever truly understood fourteen-year-old June Elbus, and that’s her uncle, the renowned painter Finn Weiss. Shy at school and distant from her older sister, June can only be herself in Finn’s company; he is her godfather, confidant, and best friend. So when he dies, far too young, of a mysterious illness her mother can barely speak about, June’s world is turned upside down. But Finn’s death brings a surprise acquaintance into June’s life—someone who will help her to heal, and to question what she thinks she knows about Finn, her family, and even her own heart.

I thoroughly enjoyed this book, even though it took me way too long to finish it.  I laughed and cried, not necessarily at the same time.  I have Nise to thank for suggesting this wonderful read, Russian Teapot and all...

 Sunday Salon finds me in a reflective mood, if only because, my body is aching from gardening, and the usual household tasks.  I don't normally do gardening or any real gardening until July 1st.  Canada Day.  Historically it's been the first opportunity I've had to get at it, consequently I had planted perennials to show their blooms before then, making it look like I've been slaving away, when in fact I've been busy elsewhere.  But, the weeds didn't get the memo.  So Saturday is a good day to begin the weedin'.And what a lot of weeds have survived this harsh winter.  the plants not so much.  I've lost all my water lilies, and couple of roses and the evergreens look tired.  I managed to clear off the patio weeds, and only dropped one stone on one finger, I won't be flipping anyone off for awhile, it hurts too much.  Today it's on to the rose garden, what's left of it.  Apparently my nursery is open on Canada Day so I'll be heading out to get a few things.  I do have to say that about 5 minutes into the weedin' a red spider bit me, and it hurt like the dickens,  I though I might be radioactive and you could call me Spider Woman, even today it's still a hard spot.  After our major house improvement, (which has only just begun with the roof replacement) I think I may call someone to level my patio, I've already paid Dan for this job, but it's taking too long to get it finished.  NEVER HIRE A RELATIVE.  I'd like to get rid of the ugly pavers and put in some flat field stone,  more my style, it would also blend in quite nicely with the pond surround.  But for today... Let get those weeds out,  I may even crash and read a bit.