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Oyashikiri
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Thursday doors
The fascination of a door. I loved that the lace curtain still hung on the door.
This doorway was further away, however, I couldn’t resist a capture so I could revisit later.. Had someone built a fort for the children to enjoy, or… was it an old structure, repurposed. The character of places found when exploring other landscapes far from the city. Absolute heaven.
Eartha my travelling companion, shares in the delights of taking that secondary road, the quest for adventure, the joy of a discovery. We did have a final destination and arrived soon enough. But, not before we found another gem.
The past is part of our present.
PL calendar day 16
Avoid being careless or overconfident.
Even though you have put your best effort into doing something you still may have made some mistakes. That is why it is important to always work with a prayerful mind.
Why would someone put an old tire there?
Oyashikiri
Upper New York State
roof tops
I sit high when driving, we have a truck. I as struck by the vegetation and rooftops as I travelled how 43, going east.
It was a beautiful day as you can see. The miles slipped silently by as I rode along taking in the views. It was a “me” day. A day to allow my thoughts to come and go, my only objective to watch the road, and take in the beauty around me.
Farmland as far as the eye could see. Small villages, and towns, expanse of fields waiting for harvest. Rural Ontario. (250km) Lots of time to entertain my thoughts.
PL Precept # 15 All is a Mirror – I sought tranquility and peaceful surrounding. The Universe granted my wish. I enjoyed conversation and friendship along the way, then back in the truck as I continued on my way………….. the steady hum of the tires and visual delights as Nature provided the beginning colours of her fall palette.
Just before the final stretch, I stopped for fresh produce and discovered a new fruit. Ground cherries. physalis longifolia
Enjoy each new day, give thanks for the opportunities that come your way. Life is good.
A day spent with and in Nature, alone, in meditation and quiet
is a special day indeed!
Oyashikiri
Chop Suey Saturday
off in the distance,
under the afternoon skies
they saw the same grouping
that they were looking at
just down the path
half covered by vines
Neither spoke
they stood rooted on the spot
another mystery
to be uncovered
Yvette arrived earlier
Clementine was due next week
excitement was building
Rosie promised she would
let them explore her
chest of drawers
they still had no idea
where the music came from
it happened when she was
working in her room,
and now, double statues
3 maidens high above
and 3 maidens on the ground
somewhere there was a clue
quietly no words spoken
they turned
walking deeper into the gardens.
neither saw the chest hidden further in
from where they had been standing.
PL Precept # 18 Each moment is a Turning Point
NB * ongoing
A stop along the way
knock, knock
I knew no one was home
so I took time to roam
explore, and enjoy the decor
will you look at this doll
she’s had her doors done up out of wood
with no Chevy in sight
I turned to the Ford
I admit it had a charm
and, it wasn’t in a barn
this is the babe
who welcomed us in
when these ladies, give with the charm
I can’t help but beam
with delight
I raise a glass to the bad ass
owners who track them down
and give them new life
PL Precept #7 Everything exists in relativity
each picture, shows a piece of art, someone made time, to reconstruct, or build
these gems for us to enjoy.
on my part, appreciation, and gratitude is sent out to them for their time and efforts
just reliving my visit brought back a big smile.
Oyashikiri
chop suey Friday
There is something to be said about looking out over the water into the hills, clear blue skies. white fluffy clouds, and time to simply be. It is important to make the time for yourSELF
PL Precept 18 Each Moment is a turning Point
foothills of the Adirondacks,NY State (Waverly)
Pl Precept # 15 All is a Mirror
Where did Saturday go
In Ottawa, we have an area we call Hogs Back, no, sorry I don’t know why, it has just always been called that. On one side of the roadway, the water rushes, tumbles and crashes over rocks, the view and the sounds can be very exhilarating. Yet the park land around it, is tranquil, peaceful and a joy to experience.
I found this beauty parked just sitting there while driving down the highway. Obviously I couldn’t just drive by, I wanted a closer look. Usually when one is drawn to something, there is a reason, for it.
The owner was not around, I did enquire, so I couldn’t get a story on this particular car, but I did discover that this car and others that I will use over the while, belong, or are in the charge of a company called The Sports Car Factory (restoration and fabrication) how cool is that. Their address and coordinates will be found at the end of this blog.
Old cars/trucks tell a story. I love finding one, the workmanship, the detail, the lines. they aren’t merely functional, often the car will have its very own story to tell.
What we see, is not always the full story, our eyes focus and see what is before them, we will look around us, and then settle on the view that is most pleasing to us. When I visit Hogs Back, I tend to walk over to the water, I like to gaze down at the swirling mass of water that is travelling at its own pace, going along with the pull of nature, to wherever it will lead. I can’t see beyond the upper layers of cascading foam and liquid motion. But I know it is there, under the water that I see, lies another world, it is there even though I cannot see it.
The same applies to the cars. In whatever state I find them, I know that their sum total is only part of what is there. So why as a human do I often find myself accepting what appears obvious, but in reality is only 1/2 a story, or one of many possibilities.
There you are, Saturday in part, I have so much to assimilate and discover… the lens captures one second of the day, the rest will make its way to the top, sometime, somewhere along the way.
It was a great day
it made room for today
=^_^=
namaste – oyashikiri
PL Principle # 3 I will live with a mind of appreciation towards others and things
The Sports Car Factory ( john@hallville.com )
10489 Kerrs Ridge Rd, Hallville, Ontario
“chop suey” blog 5.22.16
PL Principle # 3 I will live with a mind of appreciation towards others and things
Namaste – Oyashikiri
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broken pieces of a whole
once full and promising
now all that’s left
are shards of empty memories
Q
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Native Renaissance ll
Tyendinaga Mohawk Territory, Deseronto, Ontario
Spent a wonderful time exploring the inside of this shop. Original sculptures, collectibles, jewelry along with music from award winning Thomas B. Maracle. We were passing through and I didn’t get the time I needed to see everything I wanted to see. I Understand there is also a recording studio there that I would have liked to explore, and obviously to hear music that has been produced there. http://www.nativerenaissance.com/
What I did find there, was this wonderful painting that had been done, used for advertising (guessing) and then left to linger in the elements, I so wanted to rescue it.. but left it for someone else to enjoy and discover. Instead I took a picture.
Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. I looked and saw “beauty”… someone else may see nothing at all, but the little otter, swimming along with his friends, the giant turtle and the pesky beaver (?) , left me wanting to know more about their journey, and the man who painted them.
A journey without an ending? We will never know. If you travel that way, say hello.
2 new places you might like to check out if you are out and about…
Asian Buffet and Mongolian Grill
175 Market St. Potsdam, NY 13676 USA
Panda Garden (Chinese,Japanese,Canadian)
All you can eat buffet, 1036 Princess Street, Kingston, Ontario Canada
chop suey = a bit of this and a bit of that
deja vu
I knew this place nestled in the trees, it came back to me, a very distant memory
The closer I got, the stronger the story line, from a time way before I walked this earth.
The trees were not as mature, in fact most, except the one, were but seedlings in the ground
“Father farmed the land for miles around. The nearest neighbour was a day away, unless of course, it was a Sunday, and we could hitch the horses to the small cart. We would all dress in our Sunday best to ride into the closest settlement, otherwise, we spent our days tending to chores and learning to read by candlelight, once all animals had been bedded and we could rest before we ourselves had to head up the stairs to bed.”
I couldn’t resist a look inside, sure enough the stairs were still there, but somehow the rest of the living area had been taken down and left to be dealt with another day. I did consider going in, to see if I could still see out the window, from outside, I saw it was still there.
Reality is, it was another time, and the youngster who grew up there, was long gone. The world has vastly changed, and now, this home that was, sits alone in an isolated little woodland, on the edge of big farming complex.
The windows of the past, that we encounter today, fascinate and intrigue me. Similar to the interest I have in doors, doorways and entryways, the questions, the storylines, the hazy visions into what was, could have been, or could be……….. never cease to delight and titillate my creative cells.
life is a journey of discoveries
to be savoured
and enjoyed
Namaste – Oyashikiri
photography & text Q (mine)
nearest city – Cornwall, Ontario,Canada
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