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Monday 12

Monday morning greetings… I am revisiting some of the farms I have taken in the past. The big red heritage one in particular because I was out that way on the week-end. The construction has started now. Now we see bigger mounds of earth, as they rip out all the pastures around it to map out the streets that will be going in, and where the houses will be built.  Already it is surrounded by big box store shopping areas, and a small mini golf course.  There are all the convenience fast food stops as well..

The skies are still a beautiful blue, and stretch on for miles, but gone are the rows of produce and the beauty of wandering farm animals enjoying the sunshine and breezes.

I have been out driving back roads lately, had special events that were way out of the city, one along the St. Lawrence.  A small town along Hwy 2 and the St. Lawrence, Iroquois.  Small it might be, but it has a good restaurant(s), a small thrift shop, and a couple more interesting little shops.  For me it was the drive along the secondary roads to get there.  I took my time and drank in open spaces.

For button collectors, the thrift shop has big bowls of buttons you can go through and pick out how many and which ever ones you want. Fill a small cello bag for $1.00.

PL Calendar day 12  Be cheerful and carefree

Without putting on airs or trying to be someone you aren’t just be yourself.  This will give people a good impression of you and things will move forward in the right direction.

flower center2Oyashikiri

I heard a definition once.  Happiness is health and a short memory!  I wish I had invented it, because it is very true.  Audrey Hepburn


down the road


how many times have I driven down a country road

windows down, taking in the fresh clean air on a fall day

some years past, I even road a Honda Gold Wing

and experienced the countryside in a brand new way

Tennessee Mountains

no matter the method of travel

the experience was always the same

I longed to explore down the unpaved roads

towards the  farms and small hamlets

we discovered along the way.


sometimes I did, but often, the lure of what was around the bend

kept us on the secondary highways…, and soon that  barely visible lane,

was but a memory.


Before it’s too late, and the snow has covered up the trails

I’d like to go and explore, to rediscover

the smell of freshly turned earth, hay being harvested

even the spreading of manure.


Not all the leaves are on the ground yet,

there is still a myriad of colour

for the artist to discover

best of all, the trees will be showing their form

their bark, their broken torn or twisted limbs

sculptures like no other. no longer

will their dramatic shapes be hidden or concealed

by their cover of showy summer foliage.


when we cross the bridge, should we turn left or right

let’s take the road, that has no end in sight

this is our moment, our time

let us make it sublime

namaste     –     oyashikiri


Days gone by

Jeep and trip to Embrum 151

The other day I drove past a small Baptist Church.  I couldn’t help but wonder, what it had been like several decades ago.  The town it is in is not all that big, and it has several churches.  This is one of them.  Back in its day, the town was active, and bustling with activity.  There are still many working farms in the communities.  Do the small churches still  fill up and bubble over with the voices of growing families and animated children?

Jeep and trip to Embrum 160 This is one I found on the back road as I wound my  way down the quiet highway towards another small town in the townships.  I stopped the car in both instances, and walked up to and around the buildings.  You can see that there is a cemetery next to the Presbyterian church.  Reading tombstones is a wonderful way to pass the time and take in the history of a place.  There is something very valuable in remembering and giving thanks to ancestors and their contributions to what “is” today.

Jeep and trip to Embrum 169My journey that day took me past miles of tended farmer’s fields, plowed and ready for the next growing season.  It was a relaxing drive, I found that my mind emptied as the  landscapes changed.  The beauty of being on an open road with a clear blue sky above, and the zillion shapes and colors of autumn formed  a gallery of unique artwork just for me.  I was on a natural high.

Jeep and trip to Embrum 154

Monotone you say!  no way, it is a master piece I say..Never take for granted the food on your plate. Think back to days gone by, when farmers came from all around to pray in the small churches in the towns and villages.  Working hard all week, then Sundays gathering with friends for shared community and song. Traditions are being lost and forgotten.  Remember when you drive along a country road,  to look at the vistas you are passing.  When you look and see a barn that has lost part of its roof, and the walls are falling in on themselves, remember that at one time it had a purpose, it is a testament of another time.  One that got us to where we are today.

Jeep and trip to Embrum 183

I left home with no expectations, and was treated to a day filled with wonders, and amazing moments.  I felt deep gratitude, the Universe blessed me with a precious gift.   A glimpse of life in another time,, an appreciation of days gone by.


Namaste – Oyashikiri

Pictures by Q (driving from Winchester to Embrum)

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