Monday, April 06, 2020

Simple Woman's Daybook: April Edition

Image by Vargazs from Pixabay

"We do not remember days, we remember moments."
CESARE PAVESE


A month ago, when I wrote the last edition of Simple Woman's Daybook, there wasn't any talk around here about the coronavirus pandemic. Three Sundays ago, I had a 'wiggle' inside, a pressing urge, to visit my mom. We took bunches of tulips and spent a lovely day together. It seemed important to connect that day, for by then there were inklings that our world was changing. We were beginning to hear phrases like self-isolating and social distancing. And sure enough, that Sunday turned out be our last social, face-to-face gathering, with Mom or anyone else. Since then we've been home isolating, like many others, going out only for essentials.

It makes me so grateful for all the social media and online ways we have to connect with the people we care about. And, I am so grateful for this blog, where I can come and share with you in our usual way—something normal in these abnormal times.

Today is the first Monday of April, and I'm delighted to join with Peggy at The Simple Woman's Daybook—I hope you will be brightened by today's chat.



FOR TODAY


Outside my window... As I type this, it's snowing out. And blowing. There's talk about more snow and continuing cold over the next few days for our northerly Alberta region. Methinks our Lady Spring is sitting somewhere, perhaps stuck in coronavirus isolation. No matter, it may be winter on the outside where snowbanks linger, but we're carrying spring on the inside where we're dreaming daffodils and crocuses, robins and bluebirds. As Blaise Pascal once said, "In difficult times carry something beautiful in your heart."

I am thinking... about the solace I find in my books these days. Will mention more below.

I am thankful... for the quiet, peacefulness of my days. Our family, friends, and neighbours are, in the main, doing their part to isolate and keep safe. In the midst of my own quiet place, I am feeling the pain for those dear folks who find their lives so overwhelming, traumatizing, even life threatening—I whisper prayers and speak life words for grace and hope and strength to their spirits today.

Image by Pezibear from Pixabay

One of my favourite things... daffodils in the springtime. Rick found three bursting into bloom yesterday in one of the pots in the garage. Without my knowing, he set them in a vase on the kitchen table—what a lovely surprise. Another favourite at this time of year is reciting William Wordsworth's Daffodils. Years ago, after my girlfriend and I visited the spot where the poet lived in England's Lake District, we decided to memorize his famous poem. I still remember parts of it, but I love to hear British actor Jeremy Irons recite it. You can find the link HERE.

I am wearing... black trousers, long sleeved black t-shirt, a colourful scarf, Softsilver Rose Lipstick by Revlon, British Rose fragrance by Body Shop. 

I am creating... a little list of individuals' names so I can write them notes this week, using paper cards and real postage stamps.

I am watching... more movies these days with my husband. One of our little rituals is to pause for tea at three (with snacks like fruit, cheese, crackers) and watch a movie or two. We float between Netflix and Amazon Prime at the moment. Here's a few things we've watched and enjoyed:

   Despite the Falling Snow (cold war spy thriller, romance);
   Magic in the Moonlight (fellow attempts to uncover fake psychic, Colin Firth, Emma Stone, fun);
   Vanity Fair (2004, romantic, lavish, period piece);
   Hillary (2019 documentary);
   Judy (Judy Garland's time in London in late 1960s);
   
   Doctor Thorne (Victorian, screenplay by Julian Fellowes);
   Poms (woman in retirement community starts a cheerleading club);
   Where Angels Fear to Tread (rich Edwardian widow marries handsome Tuscan dentist);
   Hampstead (American widow meets Irish loner);
   The English Game series (the invention of football, crossing class divides, Julian Fellowes creator)
   Rebel in the Rye (story of J.D. Salinger, author of Catcher in the Rye)


The Library, Elizabeth Shippen Green, 1905

I am reading... (slow reading) Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë and Elizabeth and her German Garden by Elizabeth von Arnim. I'm also dipping into my archive of Victoria magazines, books of poetry, and my Bible, especially tuning in to the comforting words from Psalm 91.

Currently I'm on assignment to go through my old journals, and the one I've been reading the last few evenings had my notes about the trip to Europe my girlfriend and I took back in 1989. Not having read it for years, I was surprised at how entertaining it was, with enough description and funny little stories to make the memories of that lovely trip spring up crisp and evocative.

I am listening to... Classic FM, a classical music radio station streaming all the way from England into my own living room. A sweet boon in these upside down days. 

I am hoping... the tea wagon is coming around shortly, I sure could use a cuppa after spending a few hours sitting here at my computer.

I am learning... to adjust to the new way of doing life these days. Although it's not that different from our usual quiet life, but it is even quieter and less involved. I stay abreast of news only long enough to learn what I need to know personally and catch headlines globally; I turn it off afterwards. A person could go beserk, hearing about it all the time.

In the kitchen... blueberry pancakes and turkey sausages for breakfast, freshly baked banana loaf with pecans for tea, homemade tacos for supper. That was our menu on the weekend. We were grateful for every bite.

Shared quote... "God still draws near to us in the ordinary, commonplace, everyday experiences and places—He comes in surprising ways." ~Henry Gariepy

A moment from my day... 
Image by Brenda @ It's A Beautiful Life


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Wishing you a grace-filled week ahead.
Be safe. Be well. Be calm.
I will be back on Wednesday with a 'Pressing My Books' post.

💙

With love and heart hugs,
Brenda
xox






10 comments:

  1. Another beautiful post, Brenda. Very soothing. I do pray that the wintry weather ceases asap. It's time for spring. How fun that your husband found the daffodils in the garage.

    I enjoyed listening to "Daffodils." Thank you for that link. And I am glad that you listened to the "wiggle" to visit your mother. Hopefully, you'll soon be able to visit again.

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  2. Daffodils blooming in the garage, makes me think of the old adage, Bloom where you're planted :) And how sweet of your dear hubby to surprise you with them! Thanks for sharing all these lovely little things to help keep us cheery in these upside down days.

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  3. Lovely, as always.
    I can't believe that you have snow! Our daffodiks are over now but have been such a joy.

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  4. I hope your snow doesn’t last too long. By now, we all want warmer weather and green grass, not snow.

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  5. You still have snow?! hubby was in Saskatchewan a few days ago and it was storming a big one!! this might be where the snow in our forecast is coming from!

    this was such a calming post to end my day with after working out in the warm sunshine in my flower gardens today. No, this is NOT normal but it was dry enough to do all the edging so I did, in spite of the forecast. there are fresh green shoots bashfully peeking through the cold soil so signs of spring are beginning to show!
    Thank-you for a peek into your world. I agree, it's so nice to keep the 'normal' with our blogs, FB, etc.! God bless and keep!

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  6. I'm an introvert so I feel like I've been conditioned for physical distancing.

    I'll have to check out some of those Netflix movies!

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  7. Sigh. Such a lovely post, Brenda. I'm so glad for bloggers like you who offer a bit of beauty in the midst of the strange world we find ourselves in these days. Winter just doesn't want to leave you this year. My sister-in-law in Red Deer is getting quite tired of it.
    Lovely daffodils and a sweet husband to surprise you with them.

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  8. What a treat to scroll down in my feed and discover this post that I missed. It is a balm to the soul to read of beauty and routine and quiet.

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  9. What a blessing that you got to visit your mum. We are fortunate that last year my 85 year old mum sold her house and moved into the first floor apartment and we were able to move into the 2nd floor apartment. So, we are able to look after one another during our time in quarantine.

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  10. That was a very nice post! I was late to the Daybook this month...but finally making my way around to other contributors. I'm glad you saw your mom (mine is almost 92 and lives with us). Very thankful.

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Brenda xox

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