May peace be with you always
May peace be with you always
These are the locks next to the once called Chateau Laurier in downtown Ottawa. Since forever, I remember these locks, I would see them every day coming into Ottawa when riding public transportation, back… when =^_^=
I don’t get to see them now, I seldom drive that way, however they are still there, and so is the hotel, only now it has another name. Change is a constant in life, it happens. Sometimes we are in the thick of it all, and other times, for some reason, even though we are aware it is happening, it isn’t in our day to day…. so it isn’t till you happen to drive that way that you rediscover the “place” At that moment you often feel the past and present come together in a “wow” moment.
My husband proposed to me at the Chateau, in that second courtyard, as we overlooked the river and the historic landscape around us. It was enchanting. I was a princess, courted by her prince. It is a cherished moment, one I relived today, when I found the sealed envelope they gave me with his wedding ring, and I Ching piece he always wore. (after a funeral, this is what they do) I had completely forgotten…I had a past, and present moment that flashed through me when I found it in a drawer while looking for papers that I needed. =^_^=
First, Accept everything.... Life is filled with moments, sometimes happy and at times inconvenient. It is important to first accept every situation as it occurs and try to accept and understand it for what it is.Perfect Liberty 8,2019
Unconditional love is forever…
** the first railing near the wall of the hotel.
** note I still don’t have e-mail. Bell is still working on it, it has only been since August..my account must look like a novel by now. Yes I have recorded every phone call, date, time and agent spoken to.
Good morning everyone…
A couple of weeks back I was reminded that the club challenge, or “theme” this year was Once Upon a Time. As you all know I am rather occupied these days, getting to know first hand living with cancer in my LIFE. However, the idea was one that stuck with me for a for a few days, & I found that I was gathering up “pieces” in my “studio”.
In PL you know there is Precept, # 19, BEGIN ONCE YOU PERCEIVE
I reflected on how once the bathroom was a very “NEW” concept in a lot of homes. there was a time when people used an “out house” Some were very primitive, but they were a place where one could have privacy when needed.
When people could afford the indoor plumbing, it was often something that had to be fit into an existing home. Reinvention of space, closets were repurposed, or a larger room if the family could afford to do so was partitioned for the new plumbing.
Toilet, sink, was for the most part what went in, some homes could accommodate a bath tub, but not often, Families of 4,5,6 even more, lived in small 1 and 2 bedroom flats. The war-time houses were usually small two,three bedroom bungalows. Kitchen, living room, small bathroom and two bedrooms.
The bathroom was really the only room where when you went in, you were alone, at least for a short time.
Then came the telephone, it was only available here and there, when you got one in your home, it was attached to a wall, or smack in the living room.. no such thing as much privacy,. Then the extensions came along, and you could put a phone in another room, the younger generation would try to pull the cord into the bathroom so they could have conversations with their friends without being overheard by siblings and/or adults
Dad got to read his newspaper in quiet, till the room was needed by someone else. Once upon a time the bathroom was a very “special” place. Now in modern homes, in today’s society, everyone wants their own bathroom, and guess what, it is only used for “immediate” needs (like the outhouses of old) and vacated. Usually the bathrooms are cold, efficient, sterile and lacking in any “family” character or warmth. They are functional!
Thus my contribution to “Once Upon a Time” was conceived and put into a visual expression.
Life is ever changing, roll with the changes, all while trying to retain the art of “caring” (sharing)
PL Precept #1 Life is Art
* photo doesn’t show it well, but on the small table is a black rotary dial telephone.
*minatures, or original pieces using “apoxie sculp”t and “paperclay”
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.
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.
My 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.
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.
Loving hugs being sent your way..
roller skates and abandoned building – Pinterest
Three pounds of hamburger for $1.00
4 loaves of bread for $0.50 cents.
3 packages of hamburger buns for $1.00
Onions, celery, peas and carrots were the vegetables of the day, along with the potatoes of course, or in our case, the bag of rice. Your shopping cart could be full for just over $10. Kraft Dinner was 4 for $1.00 and sometimes 6 for a dollar. Baked beans, came in all two flavours .. baked with pork, or molasses. Maybe there was one with a tomato sauce.
Mother whipped up dishes with chicken hearts, giblets, and often Sunday would be a roast of Beef, or Port heart. I recall her chicken livers and green peppers. Chinese dishes of course, all flavoured with garlic, ginger, and one of the soy sauces. I still like these meats today, but I do see that they seem to be less the flavour of the day.
When she made up the giblets in a garlic and bit of honey sauce stir fried with the cabbage, the sauce was oh so good over the steamed rice.
The icing on the cake, was when she would brown the rice that was stuck to the bottom of the pot… then carefully pour in some boiling water just as it got all crispy. That was dessert. We seldom had sweets for dessert till much later .. This served me well, I don’t crave sweets, however, do admit to drooling for creamy butter filled buns from the Chinese grocers.
When I first started to cook for my own family, I recall gathering up cook books that showed us how to cook minced beef in hundreds of ways. I’m thinking of this because today, I decided to do up a meat loaf for hubby. While whipping it up, my thoughts drifted to when it wasn’t an unusual happening in the kitchen but rather a weekly dish that was served up in a zillion different ways, with either roast potatoes or rice.. and of course the obligatory side dish of a veggie.
Do I eat this way now. Nope, no, and no. I can’t remember when I last had peas or carrots. a la frozen mixed vegetables sometimes with corn. Now I overdose on brussels sprouts, okra, and tender green shoots from the Chinese grocers.
Oh how time changes… =^_^= thanks for sharing the trip down memory lane with me.
My husband will have the meat loaf to himself (which he likes) .. I am steaming pork ribs with Okra and red peppers for moi in a black bean and garlic sauce. Can you hear the anticipation !!!
PL Principle #10 I will live in true harmony with my spouse.
When I saw this picture, I had to look twice, it was on a Pinterest feed, but you can see on it, it originally came from Facebook. Text was on it, you are seeing the photo exactly as it was sent to me.
Does this picture ring any bells for you? Can you relate to this picture. How long ago do you think this was? I don’t think it was really all that long ago. I do recall seeing old replays of television shows where people had to go to where-ever the phone was to answer it. Often, there was only one phone to a household.
I do have a cell phone .. but confess to often forgetting it at home, or not having it where I can access it. In fact, I prefer meeting up with a friend, and chatting in person. It is true with cell phones, and Skype, we can communicate with family, friends and do business using the internet or cell phones more conveniently. But do I consider it an improvement on the quality of life?.
Maybe, just maybe, some of you, don’t know what the kid is doing?
Isn’t this beautiful. A picture of a faded bloom from Australia, a very dear and talented friend down under sent me flowers the other night. This was one of the pictures. With the hours spent sitting in the hospital this past week, I felt that this could be a floral representation of my “bed hair”… Soft wispy and static charged.
Being in a different climate, and location on the globe, the vegetation will be so different, here we are going into the colours of autumn, which for us, are the reds, golds, deep metallic shades of rust and crimsons. Where Mother Nature has yet to focus, there is a soft peachy blush to the greens on the hardwood trees, Even a squeeze of lemon.
Please permit me to take a few moments to say a heart-felt thank you to each and every one of you who share this time with me. I know while I was away recently, this blog gained new readers, with my being away from the office, i saw mail, but could not respond. Thank you. Welcome. I could not be … without you.. I truly do care for each and every one of you. It is a joy and a pleasure to visit with you.
In Canada, this is our Thanksgiving week-end. please travel safe if you are on the roads, eat wisely, =^_^= think, “waste” or “waist”. LOL there is a spoil sport in every group.
Happy Weekend …. may your days be blessed with activities that will bring happy memories for years to come.
pic 1,2, Oli -Australia
old and weathered
the building still draws attention
once fully functional
a work of art
what I saw yesterday
has no meaning for me
such is life
what was previously
is not in our
still it did happen
the memory is
there if it
come and go
barely an impression
then and now
come together at the
Namaste – Oyashikiri