This photo can tell you a lot. We had Jen and family overnight till yesterday afternoon, and thought we had cleaned up the remnants of kids’ toys, and moved back fragile items to their “place settings”. Surprise! As I was cleaning up after the Scrabble group who where here today, (not too messy a group).. I found…a dog bone, one of those real ones for your hound, not the synthetic type…stuck into the corner of the coffee table! Here Frank is struggling to extract the bone. Another part of the photo is the orchids.. You can “age” yourself by remembering the time when no one had an orchid as a house plant that they just bought at the local grocery store! let alone a few of them. And lastly…the quilt is finished and in its new rightful place. As is the dog bone now.
Monthly Archives: February 2014
Thinking of how I collected these heart shaped shells last year in Florida, about this time. Why is it that the older we get, the more we feel a need to escape part of winter? Is it simply that we can? once retired…
Meanwhile, I’m enjoying the sunset, in the bright evening…the days are getting so much longer. The other day on the radio CBC, of course, I heard the perfect statement: Looking backwards makes us depressed. Looking forward makes us stressed. Being present makes us best. I made it into that poetry flow, but you get the idea.
At least I think is..I’m not a “bird watcher” but I notice when a bird looks different from the norm, and look it up in my bird book…so correct me if I’m wrong here. The good thing is, right or wrong, it was a pleasure to watch this hawk soar in one spot, motionless in the sky it seemed, then strike! Melissa and I saw it dive and then go airborne again with a catch in it’s beak. Like a lot of things, it was the enjoyment that counted, and sharing it with someone too.
Then drove home past this snowy owl, who seems like old news already, as it’s been around for awhile now! yesterday I thought people were photographing the scenery, which has clumps of snow on it…but it was the owl. Today I tried to get a shot, but really, the owl is so camouflaged that it DOES look like a clump of snow. I think it was winking at me with my little camera, next to the “big guys” with their mega zooms.
This was the scene later this afternoon…It’s always that way when you don’t live in the same city as your grandchildren…it’s all in or all out. There’s a pleasure in both when you know they both come around again.
Just proof that Frank does more than play with his grandsons or read all day… He was busy helping Val paint her bedroom….(yes, the two were hanging out in Val’s bedroom for the last 3 days!)…(life in the suburbs, you say?)..