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the mist within

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We leave a trace everywhere we go, it seems impossible to enjoy without some how taking or leaving something behind. Some harmonize better than others. A wound may heal physically, but it will never be the same, ever.  Life does go on, we are blessed in ways that we will never truly fully understand, Nature will soon blanket the scarred and littered land around us with the beauty of fallen snow.

IMG_1477The fairy tale world of a winter wonderland, will lull the weary, allowing for time to recharge and erase haunting memories.  Right now she is blessing us with a wonder of colours and vistas of raw umber and burnt sienna interwoven with deep golden hues interspersed with  rusty reds,

IMG_1475Today, I am the birch, patiently waiting for you to  drive by, tires rolling across the asphalt, and the quiet to reappear till the next motorized vehicle comes along.  Please do not be offended, it is simply time for us to hibernate.,

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Bom Dia, Saturday has rolled around again. I thought to share some of the colours I have captured in the last few weeks of roaming

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Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.  I couldn’t resist driving over to the other end of the parking lot to discover the myriad of colours I could see.

I am sure everyone was wondering what this elderly lady was doing behind the liquor store with her camera.  But I was having fun, and isn’t that what life is all about.

The other day I was trying to explain that I am not a photographer, but an artist that uses her camera to capture textures and moods, that I can reuse, recycle into one of my expressions.  Whatever right.. it is my fun, my hobby, and I love it.  Just like I enjoyed trekking the harvested cranberry fields the other day in the rain.

 

Theses are trash bins I found in Chinatown the other day. My son and I had a philosophical conversation last night about life.  It is always interesting to listen and learn from someone who has a different perspective on life.  We take turns in being the grown up.  LOL  today’s PL Calendar, says it all.

Day 27   Put all your efforts into the NOW.  You can only do your best right this moment, not in the past, not n the future, but now.

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PL   Perfect Liberty

Thanksgiving 8.2018

 

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Agradecimento a todos,   Dia do Agradecimento

A Thankful Person will grow as an individual    PL Day 21

When you are able to have a thankful attitude you will be blessed with good intuition and more enthusiasm, which will continue to move things in a positive direction.

Thanksgiving service is at 7 pm.  See you all then.


Picture was taken yesterday at beautiful Pansy park in Pembroke, Ontario. I have never seen so many black squirrels in one place.  A step back in time.

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in the quiet stillness of the day, I found my way, to a very quiet moment in time. Q

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IMG_0657The other day, I drove by a work site, and saw the mounds of earth, with their new growth.  It rocked with me  I loved it.  So much so, that I went back and drove into the construction site, to take pictures.

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My very own treasure chest, the dry earth, the cracks, loved it all. I really do marvel at the way nature provides me with such wonders.  actually it is for everyone, but some how I don’t think everyone gets as chuffed up as I do about such things.

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To have had a macro lens I would have been up there trying to catch every nook and cranny that took my fancy.

We are all different, we all take in the world around us in our own way.  That is what makes the environment and the populations in it, so intriguing and inspiring.

PL Precept #9  Human Beings are ALL Equal 

and we are all unique in our own way.  What bounty, what tremendous source of inspiration … live happy, be happy, learn, grow and pass it on.

PL Precept #15  All is a Mirror

My love to each and every one of you.   Oyashikiri

 

Wednesday 11th.

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Happy Ancestors’ Day everyone.  A month ago today, we had the service for Brian, it will be another couple of days, before he will have been “gone” two months.  Somehow, time has lost a place with me at the moment.  I am in a “temporary/holding” zone.  It is thanks to my wonderful friends, and thoughtful neighbours that I get through each day.

garden geishaI never know if I will be overwhelmed with an emotion, or find myself wrapped in a cloak of silence.

My friends seem to know just when to call or be present, for this I am truly grateful.  On the surface years of wearing a “public” persona,  has stood me well.  At times I feel like I am cast in stone, and watching the world go by, while other times…. the sunlight just quietly misses me, letting me hide in the shade.

I am thankful for who I am today, my world is evolving and changing, I am so appreciative of you my friends, who stand by me, help me in this time of such overwhelming emotions, uncertainty and uncharted tomorrows. Thank you.

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Be thankful for who you are today.

You are standing here thanks to your ancestors, your parents and those who have supported you throughout your life.  Show your appreciation, by giving back to the world around you.

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Wordless Wednesday 2.7.th.

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Don’t strain, don’t rush and don’t be greedy instead relax and enjoy the process,

Oyashikiri

 

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Each section represents a challenge or opportunity.  Is there a storyline  here, for me there is.  What about you…

As another year draws to an end, a new one is waiting in the wings.  The above will still be there, waiting to be found.  Every day, something new is added to our personal collage.  Some noticed, some not.  Never-the-less, seen or not, they become part of the puzzle that is “life”

Pictures do tell a story..

PL Precept #1   Life IS Art

Wordless Wednesday 12-13th

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Colour riot Saturday

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If you haven’t guessed already, I love October, and the energy that seems to gather and explode in the shops around this time of year. I can’t at this moment in time, over haul our living quarters into a stage set, but I can dream about it. So, some of my time today was wandering the shops and taking pictures of items I’d want to collect and bring home, if this was the right time for me to do so.

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How fun to have this at the back door to greet unsuspecting visitors.

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Could it be the colours, the designs, or just the witching fun.

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Back when I was  really keen on redoing the “home” with such colourful and creative items, we had to make them ourselves.  Now, they are all over in the shops and so available.  I love the black, the way it sets off the bright yellows and glowing oranges.

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I have been feeling more creative these days, the top picture is my bedtime activity, some people write in journals, I like to paint.  I have art journals, and junk journals, they are everywhere, so when I feel an urge, I can just pick one up and add to it.  Even the act of preparing a page so that it will take paint, or other medium is joyful.

Ripping up a magazine for the splotches of colour that have caught my eye is very relaxing…. then to see it reborn in a totally “MY ” way  is absolutely satisfying.  Same applies to fabric, wool, threads, cord, ribbon, tapes, the possibilities are endless.

The best part of visual expression, is that it is very personal, subjective, and really only needs to be enjoyed by me, myself and I.  If someone else likes it, that is bonus.

Life is what we make it.  There is an artist in all of us. We all choose to express ourselves differently. What is important is that we do so.

When a challenge looms before us.  How we deal with it, shows are creativity.  We are offered so many possibilities during the day, I am always amazed that not every one gets the  feeling of satisfaction at having a full day.

If you are in Canada, you are well on your way to enjoying a long week-end.  I am looking forward to mine.  It is a daunting task, but I am going to try to rearrange my studio/work area.

PL Precept # 18  Each moment is a turning point.

PL Precept # 19  Begin Once you Perceive

Happy, wonderful and productive Saturday !!  Let the colours shine.

 

Wednesday 10.04.17

Good morning everyone, my thoughts are still lingering on the country roads.  What is your feeling when you have wonderful opportunities to enjoy land that isn’t really cultivated and reconfigured by developers.  We are denied access for our own safety,which in most cases, intellectually I understand.

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I know that to many a well manicured lot is their goal. They work and slave to get it just right, to have each blade of equal height, and even cut in the same direction.  Myself I am drawn to the wild grass, full of colourful leaves and textures from odd ball ” weeds”

Even today the age-old controversy on weeds and their benefits to society continues.  Many cultures use plants that we call weeds, either in their culinary dishes, or as herbal remedies .. and and and.  Still we spend millions of dollars on synthetic medicine, a lot of it that fails and is not successful. (we don’t get to hear about that too much)  While what nature supplies us with, we question, and bicker over.  In all life there is purpose.  We need only look, or seek to see.

As humans, we seem to think that we are equal or better than Nature,  Nature provided us with clean pure air, and what have we done to it over time.

I am rambling, it is October, I have gotten out my broom, and will start to polish the handle, it is well worn, but still useable.  I certainly don’t sweep with it.  Good heavens! brooms are for riding!!!

I obviously want to trespass, where for my own safety,  I am to stay out. Norm, Cindy,  Alex, someone please lend me a telephoto lense.  Just kidding, I’ll be good, I know come Hallows Eve, I can wander, unseen, through the night  %^&* wrings knarled hands  long pointed nails painted inky black, with gleeful dielight,  and with a devilish gint in her slanted eyes  she hits – post- chuckling all the way…….

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