Magical

Last night, just before leaving the office, I had a strange occurrence. I don't know if you want to call it an out of body experience but it was indeed, magical. In a blink of an eye, I was whisked to dinner as if a spell was cast. No preparation, no dishes, and exactly, as I wanted.

Then, it happened again, I was instantly transported to a warm, dark place with nice smells of popcorn and snacks. Already satiated by dinner, I declined but was happy in my decision. Before long, it became even darker and in front of me, appeared......



Harry Potter!

Here we were among others in the same age bracket watching the second to last episode of Harry Potter and not one child present. What truly amazes me about this story is how well crafted the entire books have been. If only I had thought of it first!

Facebook!

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I do have a Facebook account; however, it is mostly for playing an addictive game called Bejeweled. I only have a handful of facebook friends but I marvel at some of the posts on the "wall". Private information, rants, slams and cute ones, like the one above.

HELLO?? If you don't want your identity or house robbed, be careful what you put there. Our little lunch group met yesterday and I didn't think to bring my camera to post pictures of the progress. One of the group has already finished the first project and is onto the next. I gave a lesson in finishing and binding and it ended all too soon.

I didn't take yesterday's pictures but borrowed them from a local person. Happily, the snow is gone and it is quite mild.

Wordless Wednesday

Time and Tide

Well, this is a picture looking out at the barrens in Port aux Basques Thursday morning when we just got off the ferry. I see a rug in this picture. It was 12 degrees and a warm wind greeted us back to the island after being away for three weeks.

I had to take my outstanding vacation before the end of the year, so this called for a trip to Montreal and Toronto to see family. A very pleasant visit with my mother which of course, always ends much too soon!

I didn't take along any rug hooking and I missed it very much. But, I did make a stop in Amherst to spend abit of time choosing wool for future projects at Deanne's studio.




This is a picture taken this morning with snow under Maddy's feet as she looks out from the deck. Yes, there is a skiff of snow this morning and it is chilly at minus 2. Time and tide waits for no one and this is especially true in this part of the world.

Thnigs I have Learned So Far!

I have learned a lot since this Grade Two picture was taken around 1960. Some of those lessons I have to take several times and some only once.

Here are some of those lessons;

-No one is an expert on you, except YOU!
-Angels inhabit human form.
-Never let a machine know you are in a hurry.
-Dogs understand love better than some people.
-Keep your brain young by learning something new.
-Never, ever tempt fate.
-Happiness is all around you, be open to it.
-Goodnight kisses are very important.
-Truth is simple and peace is a choice.
-Life goes on with or without us.
-Never confuse your career with your life.
-Stuff becomes a burden over the years.
-Life is precious and fragile, it should be cherished.

These are just a few things coming to mind right now. What have you learned?

Remembering!

I have a great love of birds and came across this picture of hummingbirds which I think was taken in Florida. We don't have hummingbirds in NL, nor do we have cardinals, another of my favourite aviators. Of course, on the other side, we do have puffins, gannets, grosbeaks and many others.

What makes this picture special is that it is an actual picture taken by P's daughter on her vacation. Aren't they sweet?

Today, is Remembrance Day and as my father was a WWII veteran, I always think that if he didn't make it back from Europe, his children wouldn't have had our lives to be grateful for. Remember all veterans today.

In Flanders field the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below


We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.


Take up our quarrel with the foe;
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

Sense of Humour.

I am always receiving these funny emails from friends and coworkers. Most, I must be truthful, I don't even read especially, the chain emails or anything with a religious overtone. But this is one I kept as it made me laugh.

Sometimes, I don't think I have a sense of humour at all. Someone tells a funny story or a joke, and I just stand with a blank look on my face. It's not that "I don't get it"; I just don't find it funny.

I think that I have a sense of humour somewhere, but where is it?

Somewhere Else!

I am currently reading Deanne's new book, Inspired! Sometimes, I can actually hear Deanne speaking the words on the pages. I thought I was the only person who found beauty in the Tantramar Marsh.

The Tantramar Marshes is a National Wildlife Area on the southern part of the Isthmus of Chignecto, which joins Nova Scotia to New Brunswick and the Canadian mainland. It is the site of the historic Battle of Beausejour, the final chapter in the long battle for Acadia by the British and French. Immediately after the battle, Beaubassin was the site where the British chose to begin the Expulsion of the Acadians from the Maritimes in 1755.

I have driven past the marshes more times than I can count, on my way to Quebec and Ontario. I often want to stop and savour the openess of the space, feel the history on the winds and see the beauty in something where others do not. To stop, and see beauty in the details and not at 100 kms an hour through the car windows, on my way to somewhere else.