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cat card 1.22Sassy cat

came by to chat

look your cherries are dripping, I say

go away, she purrs

they are ripe and oozing bling

ah, never knew cherries to bling

that is because she purrs

you are a bee

and you sting

what could I say

I am made this way =^_^=


PL calendar # 23  Appreciate our differences

Appreciate the colourful personalities of the people around you

and enjoy their uniqueness to the fullest.




shades of gray


stark, cloudy, bleak, no, not bleak, just gray

what is there to say

the water looks dark, cold and uninviting

no need to test it with my toe

by the time I walk across the snow-covered grounds

my feet and toes will  no longer be cozy warm

I think I will pass, and not go near the water’s edge

that is something I can do on another day

meanwhile I will view from afar

the far away shoreline, before

I head back, following the path that I’ve taken

back to the truck.

Not really exciting, but refreshing, yes.

A winter’s day, shown in shades of gray


I found some colour to brighten the gray

I will come back another day

We are heading into a storm

for winter, this is the norm

after all this is Canada eh!

day 1 2018

card 1.1.18

First card of the new year.     =^_^= “Life Is art”  PL Precept #1.  Will head out to the church soon for our 11 o’clock ceremony.  We have four major ceremonies in PL, and Monthly ceremonies, today’s occurs on the 1st of each month.  Day of Peace.

Through this ceremony we gather and pray for World Peace.

Let us join in prayer today, that everyday will see us focus on working together towards, making this a better place, loving, caring and sharing.  Appreciation and gratitude being the foundation of our days.

Always and forever.. Oneness with the Universe…



chop suey 12.11.


No, not my birthday, but I am sure it must be somebody’s birthday, somewhere.  With my husband’s surgery fast approaching, I am finding that playing in my studio is a distraction that I find “restful”   In the truck I have been listening to a story about King Henry the VIII’s last wife, Catherine Parr, and the court life she led.  Interesting enough I guess, but I have decided I can do without the court drama.

The radio is either Holiday music, or if it is talk radio… the news, happenings of the day, budgets, politics and again, not what I call ambient for a soothing companion while I travel around doing last-minute errands.

skyline card started 2.25.17

On Sunday, the church was all festive with a decorated Holiday tree, even had lights. That was a nice surprise, I realized that each year, my husband has put up coloured lights on the garage, of  course, this year, that hasn’t been done.  Seeing the lights, reminded me that yes, it is the holiday season… but… for us… we will miss it all, it will be a quiet and hopefully healing one.

The Tree 5.20.17Snow is in the forecast, starting early evening, and, on into the night and most of tomorrow.  For everyone wanting a white Christmas, looks like you just might get your wish.

May the joy of the holidays fill your homes with glad tidings.  The merriment of shared laughter and tender moments be the ingredients of your days, and peace and serenity the balm of your nights.



art work and photos- mine


PL Principle # 1_edited-1

words we say,

we can never take back

once spoken

they linger

time may erase the pain

but, long after

the scars remain

TRUE love given

no matter the distance

will remain true

 and, should there be pain

pure love will see us through

words can lie

real love is felt

often unsaid

yet the bond transcends

above and beyond

always and forever

today, tomorrow and always


no more, no less





Darren 2015 Monterey Bay Ca

quiet reflection

a moment of silence

a prayer for peace

a prayer for understanding

join in prayer today

reach out

show you care

kindness, love and compassion

communications that come from the heart

is how we start

to do our part

world peace

begins with us

we can make a difference

Believe, have faith

it can be done

seasons come and go

“life is art”



top photo – Hillwalker (D.Su)


My long time friend,  passed away Friday – if she were here, we would likely quip that “another one bites the dust”  Susan and I were the dynamic duo who felt that we could do anything we wanted to. If others said it was impossible, Susan and I would sit down and work out how we could get it done.  I had two friends called Susan, she was known in our circle as “little Susan” cuz that is what she was, 5’2″ if that.

IMG_4120Being a Taoist, for me landscaping was all about bringing nature to my property so that it would as closely resemble natural growth, Susan shared that passion, when I bought a home with a double lot, she said, I’m going to get more land too.  She moved to a place where she had the kind of lot that she could build on.  We were off to the races, every week-end we toured miles of countryside looking for landscaping places that would offer us plants that were not the standard backyard fare.


Susan’s passion soon outgrew her backyard, she called me one day to tell me she had decided to purchase land.  We both had full-time careers in Corporate Health Care, and were raising our “young” but that didn’t stop her.  Once her mind was made up, Susan was a very determined person.  Over the years I watched as she  took on one “project” or “passion” after another.

IMG_4126When I remarried in the late 90’s, we didn’t get to spend the time together that we did before, but anytime we did meet up, we picked up just where we left off. That was the kind of relationship we had. The bond we had created when we were younger, held like glue.  The years passed, friends in our lives changed, but still, we knew each other like one hand knows the other.

IMG_4116She is gone now, at least the human form is no longer here.  But her presence, the secrets we shared, the long evenings of simply “being” in the same space, discovering our “selves”.. that will always be.


Rest in peace my friend, our joy in prisms will always be a reminder of how much you are part of mine.

When love is true it lasts forever, no matter what…

true friendship is not about how often you see each other,

or how long you have known each other..

but in the truth of what you were to each other.



photos along the Tay River, Ontario,Canada

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