Monday, October 20, 2014

Guest Blogging Elsewhere: Cook What He Loves

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Cook What He Loves

In one word I can tell you what makes my husband happy. P-A-S-T-A!

He could eat pasta in the morning, pasta at lunch, pasta in the evening. Spaghetti, rotini, and fettuccini. ... Click to read more at The Koala Bear Writer where I’m a Guest Blogger today as part of Bonnie’s series:




Wishing you a *´¨)
> ¸.·´¸.·*´¨) ¸.·*¨)
> (¸.·´ (¸.·´ * happy day! *


Hugs,
Brenda
xox



Sunday, October 19, 2014

Simply Sunday: Meditation

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Wrote this piece some months ago, but it stayed in draft;
I feel drawn to post it today.....

Oh yes, there is so much going on in this world of ours that I tell you quite candidly I sometimes feel like asking Him to come and end the torment of this creaking, wailing world of ours. So many people hell-bent on wrecking anything that has value and truth and beauty. Taking precious lives with them in the carnage. How can we carry on with it all pressing on our minds and piercing our very hearts?

And, then I come to my heart senses and remember... there are too many who have not found their way Home to the Father yet -- so many who still need that drawing near to Divine Love. Even the ones doing the carnage... yes, even those ones (for, surely they did not start out life that way).

So I ask for grace to lift up my eyes toward the Light and not let the dark news fill my soul with a quiet despair that it's all going to hell in a hand basket. But to continue to reach out in love to those around me here at home and further afield. To speak peace. To walk in kindness. To focus on Him.

If we all give up, then they win.

At the very beginning of 2014, as I wondered what would unfold in the forthcoming months, these words began to form in my heart:



Don't let the cares of this world choke out the words of Eternal Life. Let those words wash over you and refresh you. Cast all your burdens onto Me. ~ the Lord Jesus



It's a good reminder for me to re-read those words. We lift our heads and tune our ears to hear the voice of our Beloved One who says, in spite of all you see and hear around you, be of good cheer, I have overcome the world. I will never never you nor forsake you. Call on My name and I will save you ...

And so I take Jesus at His Word. And trust that all is well and all shall be well. For we see in part through a glass darkly.

But He sees the ending... and it's good.


With a gentle kiss*´¨)
> ¸.·´¸.·*´¨) ¸.·*¨)
> (¸.·´ (¸.·´ * atop thy heads! *


Hugs,
Brenda
xox


Photo source: morguefile.com



Wednesday, October 15, 2014

When The Frost Is On The Punkin...

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There was frost on the 'punkins' last night. Yep. The days... and nights... are gradually getting cooler. I'm glad for that gentle slope towards Jack nipping my nose. I prefer easing into the cooler temperatures, rather than the shock of a sudden North Pole plunge overnight that has me scrambling for my mitts and winter jacket.

Now... it wasn't until this very moment sitting here that I ever wondered where the phrase 'frost on the pumpkins' originated. Do you know?

Turns out that it's the opening line to an old bucolic poem penned by American author James Whitcomb Riley (1853–1916). Trust Google to have links AND YouTube to have videos of various people reciting this charming piece.

It didn't take but a second to find myself settling into the rhythm as the narrator spoke. I could feel a peacefulness stealing over my thoughts. I loved listening to the old dialect and catching the author's sense of wonder as the frost on the punkins heralded the changing season.

We don't have punkins in our garden.  But having listened to the poem, I almost feel as if I've taken a walk in the countryside down fields filled with bright orange orbs. And so I share my two favourite links:  the first one has pictures with the poem being read (no music); the second video has pretty music with just words scrolling. If you've got four minutes to sit and listen, why not listen to both... they each give their own feeling to the piece.







On that note, I'm away to enjoy my frost-bitten morning.  Mr. Hubbs just brought me a freshly-brewed cup of coffee in my "Wake up and be awesome" mug!

 
So I'm wishin' you*´¨)
> ¸.·´¸.·*´¨) ¸.·*¨)
> (¸.·´ (¸.·´ * an awesome day! *
 
Hugs,
Brenda
xox


Photo Source: Morguefile.com

 

Sunday, October 12, 2014

With A Grateful Heart

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“When I started counting my blessings,
                   ....my whole life turned around.” ~  Willie Nelson


Wishing my Canadian friends and family a beautiful Thanksgiving weekend

Ten Things I am Thankful For Right Now...
1. My funny, kind and supportive husband - where would I be without you
2. My precious mom who has loved me like a mother bear for her cubs
3. My family and close friends who choose to love me just as I am
4. A roof over my head and having more than enough of the good stuff
5. The window by my desk from which I catch glimpses of heaven on earth in the garden, the birds in the trees, and our neighbour's roof-top (which reminds me I live in a peaceful, safe neighbourhood)
6. Freshly ground coffee and hot toast with peanut butter
7. The anticipation of turkey dinner with trimmings...and friends with which to share it
8. That I live in a beautiful country like Canada
9. For books, flowers, kitty cats, birds to watch, nice clothes, hot water, Google, laughter, peace of mind, health
10. For God -- whose Presence in my life -- fills me with Joy and gives my life meaning




“Gratitude can transform common days into Thanksgiving, turn routine jobs into joy, and change ordinary opportunities into blessings.” ~ William Arthur Ward



Wishing you*´¨)
> ¸.·´¸.·*´¨) ¸.·*¨)
> (¸.·´ (¸.·´ * a lovely day! *
  
Hugs,
Brenda
xox


Graphic source: penniwigs



Friday, October 10, 2014

A Sense of Wonder

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    ... drink in the beauty and wonder
               at the meaning of what you see. ~
Rachel Carson

Just came back from a walk in my neighbourhood. It is SO beautiful out there today. Warm and sunny. Peaceful. Kids scooting along the path on their scooters and bikes already enjoying the beginning of our Canadian Thanksgiving weekend.

A small flock of Canada geese land on the pond, some just quietly swimming, others working on their wing exercises with much flapping. I hear the odd honk across the water, while behind I notice the rasping of skateboard wheels on the sidewalk.

A day home mom and her tiny charges trail past on their way to the nearby playground. One little fellow stumbles in a dip on the hillside and startles himself as he gets back up on his feet. Funny thing, now everyone else wants to try the 'dip' too. You just wanna hug them, they're so cute.

I sit on the park bench for a long while letting the sun warm the top of my head as I marvel at the aspens quivering in the breeze. I want to record the sound of leaves rustling so I can listen to their playful melody any time... maybe especially in the deep of winter. I drink in the colours ... the foliage so brilliant and satisfyingly textured against the blue, blue water and sky. 

As I finally make my way home, I notice a bike leaning against a bench. I catch sight of two young fellows, maybe about 10 years old. They've plopped themselves right on the edge of the pond, tucked in amongst the shrubs.

Such a treat to see...those two must also sense the wonder and beauty of the day as they sit and watch the geese. Just being boys... sans all the modern audio equipment one often sees hanging round people's heads.

Which makes me think of the book I recently took from the library; I've already renewed it once as I'm loathe to give it back. Might have to tell the Christmas Angel about it.

Titled A Sense of Wonder by Rachel Carson, photographs by Nick Kelsh, it was first published in 1956 and then reissued in 1998 in this wonderful hardcover format. As I say, I just came across it at the library...where has it been all my life... it's a treasure!

It was Miss Carson's desire to write something that would help parents keep alive their child's inborn sense of wonder, at the same time renewing their own delight in the mysteries of earth, sea and sky.

She describes how she would take her young nephew out to watch the stars in the evening and to wonder around with flashlights to catch sight of little nocturnal critters. One summer the two of them watched a full moon when he was just a wee lad.  "He sat quietly in my lap for some time, watching the moon and the water and all the night sky, and then he whispered, "I'm glad we came." 

And, I am glad I went out for a walk this afternoon. I feel my own sense of wonder bubbling up again after a full and busy week.


"There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature -- the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after the winter. " ~ Rachel Carson



Wishing you glimpses of heaven*´¨)
> ¸.·´¸.·*´¨) ¸.·*¨)
> (¸.·´ (¸.·´ * in unexpected places! *


Hugs,
Brenda
xox


Collage Photos: Brenda C Leyland, 2014