Wednesday, April 11, 2018

National Pet Day...



This is our pet cat, he lived with us for 18 years, adopted from a shelter, best cat ever. RIP Keahan

Monday, April 2, 2018

Monday Muse...

As most of you know I'm the mom of an aspiring author, so it should follow that I read a great many Canadian Author books, one series is the Three Pine's mysteries, by Louise Penny. I'm secretly in love with Inspector Gamache.  Well I also get Louise's newsletter, and lo and behold there is a tour that I CAN DO to get that "I'm involved in the event" feeling.  https://www.threepinestours.com/

the author (almost)

My son was complaining last evening about having to go to Quebec, with work, and I'm thinking the whole time,  maybe I could hide in the trunk and slip this tour in, while he's working.  HMMM.  This is not the author son, this is the math guy.
the math guy
AND if not I may just go on an adventure by myself.  I'm a big girl, right!

Thursday, March 29, 2018

Thoughts on the season...

 I was pretty young when I first read this poem, I think it may have endeared me to G.K.  Chesterton, unknowingly. I still am very moved by it.

 

The Donkey

When fishes flew and forests walked
   And figs grew upon thorn,
Some moment when the moon was blood
   Then surely I was born.

With monstrous head and sickening cry
   And ears like errant wings,
The devil’s walking parody
   On all four-footed things.

The tattered outlaw of the earth,
   Of ancient crooked will;
Starve, scourge, deride me: I am dumb,
   I keep my secret still.

Fools! For I also had my hour;
   One far fierce hour and sweet:
There was a shout about my ears,
   And palms before my feet.

n/a
Source: The Collected Poems of G. K. Chesterton (Dodd Mead & Company, 1927)

Thursday, March 15, 2018

It's been awhile...

I haven't posted for a long time, almost a full month.  I'm in a reading slump, have not finished a book in two months.  TERRIBLE.  I think I need a comfort read, either Maeve Binchy or Agatha Christie, and since my back is still in agony, and my Christie books are on the lower shelf, it will likely be Maeve Bincy.  What do you do to get out of a slump?

I've also taken March off to deal with some health appointments and "clean/purge my household."  It's not going too well, I sure have accumulated a great number of lovely things.  Plates and cups to be exact.  AND... there is still all those paintings.... SO

In the meantime,  I'm so ready for spring.
last years blooms.

Wednesday, February 14, 2018

all new and ready to go...

Doesn't it look like I've been efficient,  I refinished this little table  and brought it home last week.
As you can see in the first photo, it had a great deal of damage on the top and bottom shelf too.  Now it's all cleaned up and ready to rock.

Saturday, February 3, 2018

Saturday snapshot...

Just finished refinishing this little table.  Hope it's new home will be welcoming.  I love it when a plan comes together.And yes, those are beads at the edge of the top.

Saturday, January 20, 2018

Saturday Snapshot

On the third Saturday of each month, our group The Hamilton Area Decorative Artists meet.  We have an In House Teacher, who graciously leads the group in a painting adventure not to be missed.  I happen to be the co-coordinator of this event.  I'm please to say this was a resounding success.  I hardly ever finish my piece here,since I'm making coffee and tea, and locking doors and such, but it's always a good opportunity to meet members and non-members and hear their desires and frustrations, and think " hmm I feel that way too." but for the most part it's a wonderfully accomplished day.   BRAVO ladies.  Many thanks to Shelley Prior for her guidance.

Friday, January 12, 2018

Friday 56, I Found You, Lisa Jewell




At the thought of the girl he feels another wave of doom wash over him.  Hi body, no longer his own, it seems, reacts by regurgitating the eggs and toast Alice cooked for him earlier on.  Afterward he is shaky and weak.  He returns to the position he'd adopted during his first hours in Ridginghouse Bay, on his haunches, on the beach, staring out to the sea as though waiting for the ocean to bring him something.

Friday 56 is hosted by Freda Mann

Wednesday, January 10, 2018

wordless Wednesday


can't wait for my roses to bloom again,  right now they are under at least 24inches of snow.

(watercolor of my white rose, from my own photo)

Monday, January 8, 2018

A New Year, and New goals

Well thank heaven we're into a new year.  Hope everyone had a great celebration.  We've had a very special lady in our lives join the angels in heaven. My mother in law Gaida passed away a few days before Christmas.  So for us it was a sad celebration.  She was the mother of six sons and one daughter, grandmother of 16 and great grandmother of 10.   She will be missed.

Beyond that it's COLD.  We've had a great deal of snow, and a few visits to the pond.
and reading well the last book I read was The Alice Network
very interesting. 

Hoping to get back into the swing of reading more again.  I've been in a slump.

Wishing you all a Very Happy New Year

Saturday, November 18, 2017

Saturday Snapshot... tea cup

This is a teacup my aunt Julia gave me,  it's very gold.  When we were very young, my sisters and brother and I, all went to Polish School.  We took a bus to a, not so nice, part of town and learned to read and write our mother tongue with a little History and Geography thrown in.  Sometimes if I went early I'd stop in to see my aunt.  She always had "store bought" cookies, my mother baked, and cubed sugar.    One time when I went she had boughten herself these teacups.  I so admired them, some years later, she gave me two.  I'm thinking now that I may have to downsize, seriously and while I love this little cup, I'm sure one day soon it will be in a box for a donation to someplace, so I've decided to paint a picture of it and put it into my "memoir" photo album.  I don't even really have a nice photo of my aunt.  I'll have to hit up my cousin, for one.  I have thought of having a teacup fundraiser, and that way the proceeds could go to a worthy source.  Just thinking, of someplace special to give my special tea cup.

National Pet Day...

This is our pet cat, he lived with us for 18 years, adopted from a shelter, best cat ever. RIP Keahan