Now that Frank has retired, he’s becoming a lady’s man! It started with Val and Pat, on our street, but now it’s spreading. Here he is at Melissa’s, working his magic to give her a new chandelier, and another lady is on his agenda for Friday. Frank loves this! He is doing what he knows how to do, and sharing his skill with those who don’t have a handy man, or should I say dandy man, because he sure looks dandy when he’s doing his macho stuff!
Monthly Archives: February 2012
Thank goodness for spring flowers during the last heave ho of winter. When I see and smell these flowers it helps me…makes me think we’re nearly there. I do love seasons though, for how they change your behaviour with each one. It makes the year more interesting. Then again, I’ve never lived where it’s always warm,( or cold, or middling) so I can’t really judge. Shoot…I do like judging!
My lovely messy crazy studio awaits me. Today I will start sewing on the collage of Richard’s house. Can’t wait. It’s what will give the clouds depth, the grasses extra pizzaz, the trees definition. I left in the wires from the house, and have had comments about that…such as why didn’t I use artistic license and just remove them. It WAS my artistic license to put them there in the first place. I love this license! It’s all mine.
Another spring like day in the neighbourhood, but the wind was fierce as Daisy and I walked around Grand Desert Beach. At one point I thought I’d be blown over! Frank chose to stay in the car and read the G&M. He walks the trail or road daily, but this walk didn’t appeal. It’s fascinating to me how after close to 42 years of marriage, we are still so uniquely ourselves. The edges of our personalities have only blurred a little. A good thing.
This is what Saturday night on the Eastern Marine Shore, looks like. Frank and I will go into a local Seaforth church basement, see many of our fellow Easterners eating, but also working, some because they belong to that church, others because they care for and support the community. It’s the sense of community that is the best flavouring on the food.
We are folk art sitting for travelling friend Pat.This great vulture by Barry Colpitts, watches over our home temporarily. I will hate to part with him. He is the perfect art form. You can move him easily, he creates conversation, and he’s fun, and he reminds me of his owner, whom I miss, especially as she sold her house across from us before her trip. Since I can’t stop the change, I can at least think of the Vulture as a perk. Sadly, he doesn’t play Scrabble.
It’s still February, but the heather has been blooming outside for over a month now, and the pointy tops of tulips are showing up nearby! This is unbelievable, but I’m not complaining. Inside, the same orchid that has been showing off since the end of summer, is still delighting me. Such simple pleasures.
Asa’s passport photo….would you let this baby into the country? He’s coming the end of April, with Forest and parents. I’ll have to stop whining about all our grandchildren living in other countries. So I should start practicing on a new whine theme, but I can’t think of one. I’m used to living out here now, used to Frank at home, am busy and happy. I think I’ll keep up my theme, but take out the word “all”. Four is still a lot of grandchildren living in another country. It’s still a very legitimate whine.
Out walking with my buddies…Frank and I have pin heads from spending too much time at home…me in my studio, Frank in the basement doing a big reno. No time for intellectual pursuits. …I love having the easy mornings with Frank at home, the walk after breakfast. Whatever anyone ever said about having to cope with a retired husband, don’t believe it. Just keep yourself and him busy with projects, and life is golden.