I saw some super cute trendy watches in a store last week. They weren’t expensive and could be changed to match the outfit of the day like earrings are selected each morning. Continue reading
observations
he plants trees and I grow artichokes
Every time we move to a new house I think to myself, “I should plant some trees; some apple or flowering plum or some such thing”. And then I don’t. Continue reading
looking for a sign
Sometimes I need to say “this I can change, and this I can’t.”
Photo courtesy of Thierry Maillot
in the middle of moving
“In the middle of moving” is how the email note started that was from my friend this week. I’m not sure where the move is to but I am sure that he’ll look up when he lands and steps into lifestyle changes and he’ll find fierce inspiration in all he does. ‘Cause that’s just how he rolls. Continue reading
my issue with beer commercials
Growling at the TV I said “I hate freakin’ beer commercials”. Qualifying that, I should have said “I hate most freakin’ beer commercials” because of course I love the ones with Clydesdales and puppies or even the singing frogs. Continue reading
catching a look back at me
My friend is an avid hunter. Something I’m not. I don’t deal well with dead animals or the killing of them which makes me a supermarket hunter.
I’ve had talks with my friend about his love of hunting with his pride in providing for his family and pride in the hounorable hunt. In that I learn of his respect for the animals he hunts as well as an abiding wonder as he sees a herd of elk or bears lumbering across the field below his tree stand or a wild turkey by the side of the road. And he shares the excitement of watching deer and seeing a moose lift his huge head as he munches soft meadow greens.
My friend tells me of all this. He sends pictures of the animals he sees as he works in the wilderness of the rocky mountains. He shares a zen with the wildlife around us and when he sent me this picture he was in awe of the wildness and depth his camera caught. I like that about him.
Photo Courtesy of Martin Istok
before you know it – you’re vintage cool
Well, maybe I’m not vintage cool, but my sewing machine certainly is! As I took it out to hem the chopped off sleeves of a shirt, I was thinking about the forty years I’ve had this little Genie. Continue reading
rocks in the china cabinet
He said “I found another Agate for you” as he pulled a little rock out of the pocket of his dog-walking jacket and put it on the kitchen counter. Continue reading
the gate
It’s not really a gate, but that’s what we call it. “Get the gate and close off the living room. Get the gate and close off the deck.” Keeping toddlers safe from tumbling down deck stairs; keeping muddy dog prints off the carpets. Continue reading
looking for courage
The ever-changing rhetoric from day-to-day, hour-to-hour has our heads spinning wondering what is going on in the mind of Mr. Trump. And before you say anything; yes it does affect us tucked deeply in the Canadian north just as we’re watching the fireworks of his actions interspersed with our northern lights. Continue reading
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