Monday, February 6, 2017

Dead of Winter

If you truly 
love nature
you will find
beauty
everywhere.
                                           
                                                                                  Van Gogh



Friday, February 3, 2017

Escape

Unlike a lot of people, when I crave an escape or a change of pace, I head for a city.  People who do the opposite, visit the country to escape the city, often say they are leaving far too soon.  I have never felt that way about a city. It doesn't take long, and I am eager to go home, to get back to the quiet, the dirt roads and the complete lack of people.


Saturday, January 28, 2017

The Winter Garden

I'm starting to think about ordering my seeds for the upcoming spring.  I love walking in my garden, even when it is blanketed with snow, imagining the transformation that is soon to come.  I daydream about all the things I might do to change my garden this year.  There are several perennials that will need to be divided this year.  Maybe I will have to build a new garden to accommodate them. We do not plan to travel this year, so I intend on filling many planters with all sorts of annuals and scattering them around the yard.  I have a wonderful collection of blue planters that went completely ignored last year because we went on a long summer vacation.  I cannot wait to get them started! I love starting a lot of things from seeds, but I also love visiting the nurseries and picking up a few of those instant gratification plants as well.  I especially love to collect various coleus plants and arrange them on my covered deck in a mass collection of planters.  There are so many different kinds now. Anyway, there will be plenty of time to talk about all that in a few months.  For now, I get to make a list of seeds as I browse the catalogs that are coming in.





Wednesday, January 18, 2017

Yet Another Walk Under Gorgeous Skies

There's not much to say this morning.  The weather is gorgeous, the timing is right, and the skies have put on an incredible display nearly every morning.  So even in January, I'm feeling energized.

Bear is eager to continue our walk, but he tries to be
patient with me.

Dreamy...

I like this one in B&W too, but the colors were just
to pretty not to show.

Monday, January 16, 2017

Owls

Can one have too many owls?  I'm beginning to think maybe it is possible to go overboard here.  I received two more this Christmas and I have to admit, I gave one as a gift, and no, it wasn't one from my stash.  It was as I tried to find places for the two new additions to the family that I realized I was running out of spaces to stick an owl.  I am already packing up several with the Christmas tree ornaments, but I think a few more may have to get packed up with the winter décor in February.  They certainly do suit my winter woodland décor for the holiday/winter season after all, and I really do enjoy them and do not want to tire of them. 
Here are a few photos I took from around the house.  I realize as I wrote this that I've missed many.  There is an owl vase, owl pitcher, owl picture, owl figurines in, as you'll see many various materials, a milk glass owl, and I even have a large wrought iron owl boot scraper outside on the deck. I just realized that I missed photographing 3 in my entrance alone - a large, meant for the garden statue, a life size wrought iron figure and a paper weight on my desk.  Oh boy. Do I put out the word that I mean to stop collecting them?  Or is my curiosity of what is coming next bigger than my desire to kick the habit?
From my little sister.

From my Dad.

From a garage sale.  They are brass.

From my Dad.

From myself.  I mean c'mon - look at that face!

From my other little sister.

Another one from my littlest sister.

From my daughter.

From my little sister.

Again, from myself. I think...

My favourite one, on a pedestal high, high up keeping an eye on things.

Friday, January 13, 2017

A Sigh of Relief

January has not been kind so far.  I had a flu up until two days ago that had lasted two weeks, and the weather, oh boy the weather!  But it all turned around today, and life looks happy again.  A long walk with my dog, a visit with the sweet chickadees and even a colourful, little bouquet of flowers - a gift from my Sweetheart. Yup, I'm feeling right as rain.



Monday, January 9, 2017

Home

Home is people. Not a place. If you go back there after the people are gone, then all you can see is what is not there anymore.        Robin Hobb


                                         

I have followed up that quote with a photo of things.  A tiny sample of the things I fill my home with to make it feel warm and cozy.  But the problem with things, no matter how lovely they are, their magic only works when surrounded with the members of my wonderful family.  There are some things that hold memories of loved ones long gone, or of friends that have moved on. But they are few, and of course, very special.  I wonder which things will take on meaning after I'm gone?