Friday, August 27, 2010

Friday Fun

Off visiting family.

Laughed my way through the humorous posting of a fellow blogger entitled From One Old Bag to Another -- all about his lunch bag experience.  Thought you'd enjoy too.

Have a wonderful weekend!

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Three Keys To Leaving On Time, Part 2

Matthew Smith /

What fun it was to get your feedback about my previous post I found it very interesting that most who left a thoughtful comment seemed to belong to the clan of Being Early-On Time. 

As I mentioned in my previous post, Rick and I follow 'different' clocks in our lives. He's not only on time, but early for events (or he would be if he could hurry his wife). And me? I admit, ever since I was a girl, I have been a member of the Barely On Time-Running Late clan. No matter how much my mom tried to hurry me along, I was the last one in the car. Fortunately for me, Rick's a very patient man. But still I've been working on not trying his patience too often.

In my view, being late is not a beautiful way to live -- it's not honouring to others. So, over the years, I've worked at it, and I discovered three keys that work for me, for us. (Interesting note, these keys work in many other situations that come up.)

Key One. BE CLEAR that we both understand the same thing when we say 'Let's leave at two o'clock.' So we confirm that that means we're out the door and actually backing the car out at two, not gathering my stuff, doing last minute checks, restocking tissue for my purse, etc.

Key Two. PLAN that it will take me 15-20 minutes longer than I think it will. That has really helped me. So if we need to leave at two o'clock, in my mind we're leaving at 1:45, which then gives me 15 minutes to get all my little tasks done. As I work towards that end, I'm usually all ready and in the car on time.

Key Three. HUMOUR really helps. We purposely find ways to keep things light. One way is to ask Rick how much of the garage he got 'painted' while he waited. It's my way of acknowledging I know I'm a little behind and keeping him waiting, and he has a chance to respond in kind, as he is a man who likes to tease. By the way, he 'painted' the garage several times since we're married -- haha).

I hope one day to be a fully adopted member of the Early-On Time family.  In the meantime, we try to synchronize our individual inner clocks and keep in step. Together. Two hearts. One rhythm.

Now, we're off to meet friends for coffee.
And we're on time!

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

We're Leaving At Two O'Clock, Part 1

Mpho Mojapelo /

I've got a question for you today: What is your understanding of "We're leaving at two o'clock"?

When you plan an outing with your spouse and you decide a time when you are leaving, say two o'clock, does that mean you are in the car backing out of your driveway at two o'clock? Does it mean you're at the front door putting on your coat and shoes, shutting off the lights, checking for your keys? Or, does it mean at two o'clock you're gathering the stuff you need to take, brushing your teeth, taking a last drink of water, looking for Kleenex for your purse, making sure the iron is off?

I'd love to hear your thoughts about it; I don't have time to share mine at present for sister-in-law is coming this morning and we have to leave for the airport at 10:45 am -- as in we are in the car backing it out of the garage at that time.

The reason I ask this is that I finally realized Hubby and I have 'different' clocks by which we run our lives, but I think I've uncovered a key to understanding it. Stay tuned for more in the next post.

Wishing you timely moments today!

Monday, August 23, 2010

Monday Morning Greys

Aha.... you probably think I'm feeling a bit 'grey' this Monday morning. Waking up to yet another overcast, dull dawn, I have to admit the thought did cross my mind to just pull the covers back over my head.

But one of my faithful affirmations that always help me get back on track sprang unbidden to mind, "I choose to wake up with vitality and good humour."  Funny how it starts to do its work just to say it. So I hop out of bed, make a pot of coffee, and decide to enjoy my day as if the skies were blue and the sun was shining.

Wanting to add some color to my posting, I found the picture of what my evening scented stocks look like this summer. They were my 'gift from heaven' as a huge patch self-seeded and unexpectedly filled a corner in the garden. Evening scented stocks aren't much to look at during the daytime, but when they open their tiny blossoms and let the evening breezes catch their scent, they more than make up for their reason for being!

On that note, I best be off....
here's wishing you a joy-scented day!





Friday, August 20, 2010

Remember Orange Kitten?

Little Miss Orange Kitten came to visit one day last summer and I always meant to post this little video of her playing in my liatris plants. She's so full of energy and life, it's a real joy to be in her space ... although Miss Kitty has different ideas as she thinks OK a pesky intruder.

We hope you enjoy Orange Kitten Plays in the Liatris!

Purr-y hugs,


Thursday, August 19, 2010

Prelude To Autumn

They said that cool air was rolling in -- 'they' being our weather forecasters.

Sure enough, this morning we woke to a misty, foggy day. Which made me think of being on the west coast in British Columbia. Atmosphere thick with moisture not quite rain and a crispness to the air that makes me think of freshly picked apples baking with hints of cinnamon, raisins, and brown sugar.

A further prelude of the coming season includes the sighting of the neighbor's yard towering with sunflowers 'as high as an elephant's eye'. Much as I enjoy the soft pastels of spring and the brighter hues of summer, there is something I especially love about the bold oranges, golds, and bronzes of autumn. I love these hints beginning to appear as we head towards this time of year.

Hence, when I saw the first displays of fall chrysanthemums at the local market, I knew pots of them were coming home with me. Scraggly patches, where earlier flowers once bloomed so prettily, now need filling in.

Mr. Oliver Wendell Holmes makes mention of this time of year -- it's similar to the way it often unfolds in our corner of the world.....
The foliage has been losing its freshness through the month of August, and here and there a yellow leaf shows itself like the first gray hair amidst the locks of a beauty who has seen one season too many.... September is dressing herself in showy dahlias and splendid marigolds and starry zinnias. October, the extravagant sister, has ordered an immense amount of the most gorgeous forest tapestry for her grand reception. ~ Oliver Wendell Holmes
Today I celebrate the foggy, foggy dew and my gold and bronzy blooms.

Here's wishing you glimpses of beauty,

Monday, August 16, 2010

Friendship, Chocolate and A Birdie

A long time friend came for a visit today. We shared a simple lunch of lentil soup and crusty buns, topped off with a tray of fresh fruit dipped in warm chocolate fudge sauce. That was yum!

Later, we stepped out into the garden for a little tour. Alas, we found a little bird caught with his head inside one of the feeders. I wondered why he didn't move when we came past, and then realized that, with all the rain we've had over the past few days, the bird seed had clumped together. So, when the little feathered fellow reached in for a seed, somehow the hardened clump lodged down and his head got caught between.

We took great joy in watching watch him whisk off when he was freed. I wonder if he'll ever come back here. SO thankful we saw him in time. 'Specially after we saw his little eyes blinking at us. (A lesson learned... keep an eye on the feeders after it rains.)

'Twas a happy ending... and a lovely day all 'round.



Sunday, August 15, 2010

Simply Sunday

Someone once said, "The one who walks through a countryside sees much more than the one who runs." It's my hope that you have the opportunity to walk more leisurely through the hours of your day and enjoy the beauty around you.

I wish you peace today...

Thursday, August 12, 2010

A Slight Shift

You wake up and there it is ... the shift in the season ... barely there, but you feel it. I know many of you have been experiencing intense heat this summer, so I know you'll be looking forward to cooler days.  But I must admit, here in northerly Alberta, for all the nice days we've had, some of us are still waiting for 'real' summer.

By that, I mean, just a  few of those hotter 'dog-days' of summer, where you feel the sun belting out the heat and you hunt for cool spots in which to melt into your Iced Mocca. And  yes, even to hear people gently complaining about how they just couldn't sleep last night cause it's way too hot.

Of course that could still happen -- we've had some really hot Augusts in years past. I remember the time when my girlfriend and I went to Trinidad to visit her family one year. By the end of the three weeks, I was so ready to come back to cooler Alberta, only to find it was as hot here as there. That felt so odd!  

Since it's cooler and a little rainy this morning, it might call for an extra cup of steaming coffee.  Maybe even head over to Cafe Haven and let them create one of their famous lattes for me.

On that note, we're off to enjoy another day. We've got writing projects on the go, a painting job in one of my bathrooms (changing the colour scheme), and preparations in the works for company coming in a few days.

So I wish you an enjoyable day, whatever you are up to!



Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Johnny Jump Ups

Flowers are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty
out-values all the utilities of the world.

~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

My johnny-jump-ups (aka as violas) have been jumping up in my garden this summer in the most interesting places. They seem to love nestling 'betwixt and between' slate stepping stones and sidewalk crevices, surprising a person one morning by jumping up of the blue. We could call that 'catching glimpses of heaven in unexpected places'.

I found this wonderful Emerson quote at Bella's The Art of Living Beautifully where she so creatively shares her love of all things beautiful.  Thanks, Bella, for the inspiration!


Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Words Clamoring To Be Visible


Dear Beautiful Friends,

We're stuck for words today.  So many of them swirling about in my mind I didn't know which ones to choose.

And so, to quote Vladimir Nabakov, 'the pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible.'

When they become visible, I'll post them!


Friday, August 06, 2010

In The Cool

We were out in the garden weeding earlier, but as the sun warmed the air, it suddenly felt  more comfy to hide away inside a cool blind-drawn house...sipping iced lemonade. A perfect time for a little reading.  Here are a few short pieces that caught my imagination:

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"If I am incapable of washing dishes joyfully, if I want to finish them quickly so I can go and have dessert, I will be equally incapable of enjoying my dessert. With the fork in my hand, I will be thinking about what to do next, and the texture and flavor of the dessert, together with the pleasure of eating it, will be lost. I will always be dragged into the future, never able to live in the present moment." ~Thich Nhat Hanh

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"And so Jenny Walton is the daughter I never had. Her stories, as you will read here, are not exactly autobiographical. It was never my intention to write my life's story. Jenny writes from reflected memory; she writes to see the way best to go; she writes of growing as a woman and of the power of love. Her hand is often guided by her grandmother's, but not by hers alone, because in that trunk that Jenny packs and unpacks so carefully are the affection and goodwill of many kindred souls. Those who teach us to love, those who carry their lamps ahead of us, are the heroes and heroines in our lives." ~ Nancy Lindemeyer, Jenny Walton's Packing for a Woman's Journey
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"You may concentrate on appearance all through the rest of your house,
but in the bedroom comfort should be supreme."
~ Dorothy Draper

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"You can't get spoiled if you do your own ironing"
~ Meryl Streep

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Wishing you grace-filled moments!