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chop suey 1.6.18

Bone soup

For anyone starting the new year with me, “chop suey” = a little of this and some of that.  When Chinese cooks came to America and needed to create similar dishes to their own,  What would be normal ingredients to them back  home, was not available in the very early years, they adapted, using what was readily available and what they could grow in their new home.

Bone Soup, this morning’s breakfast, I add an egg for protein,   The egg gives a rich taste to the broth.  Egg is raw, when the boiling water engulfs the noodles and covers the egg, it marinades together.  Yum

It is another cold day here.  Someone used the phrase “bone chilling”… that reminded me that I had Bone Soup packages, my breakfast was decided.  When I finish with my hot soup, I will make myself an ice coffee, with big fat ice cubes.  I have put the coffee outside for it to chill …. when I say I like it cold, I mean COLD.

playing chess 1.6.18

I found a small chess set yesterday that I thought the dolls could enjoy, and yes, they liked the idea.  My husband set up the board for them (I don’t play) and explained the game to them.  This I hope will keep them entertained over the week-end.  My friend Tanya who also does doll  displays I think is dressing her dolls for outdoor activities.  Brrrr.. for the dolls to go out, that means the human has to accompany them to set up the display.  Dolls are a creative pass-time…

When I wanted to be a fashion designer and model, I spent hours designing clothes and drawing the models to wear them.  Today, I still like to do set designs, and make up stories for the “dolls”  to  portray.  With our down sizing, I have had to part with a lot of “this and that”  Some dolls had to be given up for adoption, they didn’t really work into my story telling.

The positive about downsizing, is that we are finding things we had long forgotten we had, or we knew we had .. but didn’t know where they were… sound familiar.

roller skatesMy roller skates didn’t have pink wheels, but I did have pink laces.  I would still go roller skating if we had the kind I am used to.  Mind you .. in my day we skated in special roller rinks, that were covered, and had hardwood floors.  Before my time, they had bands that played for the skaters, by the time I was into skating, there was an organist who would play from 8 – 10 sometimes 11 for those of us who wanted to dance (on skates).  Two steps and waltzes.

Later of course we had the disco phase.. where there were special skating places with disco music and lights.  Usually big open rooms, where the figure skaters could do their spins and fancy solo footwork in the middle while the rest of us went around and around in time to the music.

abandoned

My sister always groans when she sees my posts with abandoned buildings or old rusted out relics… but to me they are like memories.  they spark my imagination.  This one I received in a Pintrest notice.  I have a board on Pinterest of “Once upon a time” places …Their software searches out “like” pictures from other posts, and send them to me to see if they interest me.

You have all seen the pictures I share with you of the places I find when my husband and I are touring the roads. I like character, history, and places that show a bit of eccentricity, personality .. even with the passing of time, the facial reconstruction done by nature these places still maintain an aura that compels and second look, maybe even a third and fourth.

Heading out soon, have errands to run, wanted to share a few minutes with you, say hello, and wish you all the best as you carry on with your day.  If my friend North is out there, bundle up, some of that cold northern air you enjoyed, is wanting to bring you memories of days gone by .. but in doing so… is colouring our area too.

I heard last night, that the warmer air is on its way.   Yay, a change will be nice.  Drive carefully, where there is snow there is white out.  If you are in a place that is sunny and warm… close your eyes and send a bit this way… wink.. imagination goes a long way, believing, makes it happen.

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Loving hugs being sent your way..

Oyashikiri

 

roller skates and abandoned building – Pinterest

 

Wordless Wednesday

Leonie and Canaille July 26.17

Some days are just beyond words!

 

PL Precept #1 Life is  Art

a dragon appears

dragon 1

Yes she knew he was not real, of course he was made out of pewter, and the blue gemstones were not the best… or so she was told…  then why did she feel that he watched her every move.  She wanted ChenMay to be there, but ChenMay was not with her, ChenMay was in another part of the grounds.

She hadn’t seen him at first, and now she didn’t know what had made her look down.  As soon as the sunlight had gleamed on his eyes, she had known to stop.  She searched her mind to try to recall what ChenMay had told her about the dragon.  The dragon was part of the Wizardology   classes that ChenMay gave each fall to new Apprentices.

dragon 2She looked closer, and saw the defined scales all over his body, he was majestic.

“Oh there you are” ChenMay’s voice drifted towards them, as she approached where they were standing.  “You’ve met ” she smiled as she bent to pick up the dragon.

Leonie would say later, that one minute the dragon was on the ground, and the next he was gone.  ChenMay bent down, and when she stood, the dragon was gone. ” I saw him” she would exclaim, “he really was there, his scales shone in the sunlight. ”

ChenMay would only say, “dragon’s play, dragon’s fly away” then chuckle and turn away.

oh dear, oh dear,

what a silly tale

a dragon who can be seen

 then simply

disappear

can this be true

what need I do

to have the dragon

appear to me

Leonie reading her book to ChenMayChenMay and Leonie reading July 5 2017ChenMay wearing her new hedge jog shirt. 7.5.17

are girls being girls,

or is there a story

to be told..

PL Precept # 20 Live Maintaining Equilibrium between Mind and Matter

There is a world of wonder all around us!

Doll Story 7.10.17

bottles on the drawer stand

Rosie stood back and looked at her chest of drawers.   It looked like she last saw it, yet it seemed that some of the powders were not as she had left them.

Meanwhile, Breeana was outside fussing with the vines along the fence.

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She had carefully made her way down the path, pulling out as many weeds as she could along the way.  Listening to her music, time had slipped by it was probably time for her to go in.  She sensed that Rosie would be looking for her, and made her way towards the house.

Sure enough just as she reached the back door, it opened and Rosie was standing there, ready to call her in.  Realizing they had once more found their way to the same place at the same time, they both laughed and greeted each other.

Ever since they had met, they just seemed to be on the same wave length. it was a comfortable feeling, and the beginning of a fast friendship.

“Breanna” Rosie asked “did you dust my chest of drawers today?”

“No, I thought of it, but didn’t want to go into your room without permission, why?”

“Nothing really, I just have the feeling that something was moved, or changed” both turned to look back towards Rosie’s room.  To Breanna it all looked the same, but to Rosie, although it appeared to be the way she left it, something didn’t feel right.

It often happens where two people see the same thing, but each has their own impression of what it is they are seeing.  They each will have their own realities, that is why it is important to have open dialogue and to think before we speak or make assumptions.

PL Principle #2  I will not have complaints about others, matters, nor the weather.  Rather I will always be creative and will look for shortcomings in my own thinking and actions.

PL Principle #7  I will not have a mind to be hasty, worry nor be pessimistic.

Keep your options open and be flexible

Leonie and ChenMay who had been listening, looked at one another, they had not gone into the room themselves, but they had wondered about the bottles lined up in a row, and they knew that Kit and China, like them had given the room more than a passing glance. Soon they hoped Rosie would tell them about the “secrets” in her room.  Did Breana know?

 

 

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