Couldn’t get any closer…the property was all fenced. Isn’t this just a delightful scene. Down the main road in a sleepy town on the outskirts of Ottawa.
HAPPY FRIDAY everyone
The sun is shining brightly, skies are blue again today, Ottawa has had a whopper of a wet season… Time to fly under the clear skies … an adventure awaits.
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?
The girls watched silently, waiting for the music to come closer. To their dismay, it stopped, and they were nowhere near figuring out where it was coming from. They first heard the music when the old dresser was moved to where it now stood in the sun room.
Not just one of them had heard it, they all had. It reminded Kit of the music box her grandmother once had. She looked all around the room, but there was no music box, or any other object that looked like one.
China’s eyes were big with wonder. The music had made her think of the time that the school had visited the big department store during the Christmas holidays. The teacher had wanted them to see the big window display with all the coloured lights and sparkling snowflakes. The elves had been busy in Santa’s workshop the happy music had filled the room as they happily hummed while packing all the presents for Santa’s big night.
Did it have something to do with the old dresser? If only they could get closer without making a lot of noise or drawing attention to themselves. They were supposed to be in bed. Ginger the eldest of the girls, was supposed to be doing her chores, but Kit saw her peeking out from the other room. Everyone was interested.
“Bedtime girls, I’ll be in shortly to say goodnight.” sigh, they knew that it would be tomorrow before they would be given a clue or information.. If Q was coming to tuck them in… that meant, it was going to be lights out. Scampering back to their respective rooms, they climbed back into bed. Being patient was going to be hard.
As Q tucked them in, she whispered “tomorrow is another day, you will have lots of time to explore and look around” China and Kit whispered as Q moved on to see Chen-May and Leonie “what Precept do you think will help us be patient and allow things to progress at their own pace” giggling China said, “Q is always reminding us of our lessons” with that, both girls closed their eyes and let their anticipation and dreams carry them into the magical land of sleep.
PL Principle #12 I will get up pleasantly in the morning
PL Precept # 16 All things progress and develop
Try smiling just before you go to sleep.. it works wonders…
Q
nb* China and Kit are American Girl Dolls
Leonie and ChenMay (below) are MapleLea dolls (Canadian)
Happiness after a hard-fought game. Sorry Ottawa, but, Yay Penguins. Sid you are the best! born in Halifax, Canada, he is an amazing player, all round professional who earns the accolades he gets.
Somewhere along the way, I became a den mother to three dolls. I wouldn’t swear to it, but I think Tanya* had something to do with it. I went from finding a doll that kinda reached out to me, to have two more who like being dressed and combed. Do you think this has anything to do with as a parent I was a Mother to a very talented young boy, who grew up to be a gem of a son.
I was part of a group of artistic souls who made one of a kind dolls. We scoffed at the ladies who played dress up with the young dolls as shown above. Preferring our out of the box, one of a kind creations. One should never say never, we simply do not know what lies ahead for us. Or how we end up somewhere we had no idea that it was a direction we were going.
The small cloth doll you see, in the middle is one I made when I was sewing and felting,I was trying to combine the fibre for felting with scrap material I had. My own version of a rag doll.
Salmon pasta salad made with fresh vegetables. Red sockeye salmon, tad mayo, and dash of Himalayan salt. Tempting me to go have my dinner.
Happy week-end to everyone, a long week-end to my American friends, and a busy walk/run week-end here in Ottawa, lots of events going on…
Oyashikiri – Blessings !
knock …knock…
you can knock all you want
but you can’t come in…
so you found me
you can look but you can’t see
Someone was here before you
you need only look to find the clue
shuttered and closed, I may be
but still I leave you with history
you can see it, just by looking at me
I can be found anywhere
you need only dare
to look beyond the main streets
please believe that I still live and breathe
behind the door, you will see my core
the memory of another time
still lives within the walls behind the door
my floors still wear the marks of what was,
in the many years before, I am waiting
please, don’t stare, come in… and close the door.
Portuguese Water dog, also known as Porti, or PWD, 
This is our current Porti, she is now a senior, and as spoiled as ever. Hard to get her eye action, but she is and will always be a charmer. The breeder didn’t name her Canaille without reason, I tried to find her pictures from the days she was winning ribbons, but they elude me.
Thanks for asking to see more of Canaille, she is the apple of my eye.. my one and only… =^_^= .. and of course… I am smitten.
Blessings… Have a wonderful week. Imagine, we are almost through the week. In Canada this will be a long week-end coming up. This is the time when gardeners get serious. Really serious.
Happiness comes from within. I wish only happiness and longevity to all around me, no matter our beliefs, our differences, we really are all ONE.
PL Precept #1 Life is Art
PL Precept # 11 Always be with God
the art is my own. Q (dymoon)
Something funny has started to happen, at the end of each day, I pull down a canvas or another form of painting platform, and I recap my day. Nothing in mind, just a glance over my inventory of tools, and my hands and “unconscious” thought take over.
I’ve always said, “I can’t do a journal” when asked if I have a journal, oh, I have lots of potential journals. I love collecting them, but somehow, I don’t seem to be interested in writing in them. OR drawing in them. I did start doing “art” journals, remember that, I got books and was keen on recycling the pages into artistic “expression” I still like the idea, but that “action” evolved, I began to recycle canvas I’d find in Thrift shops, but as my husband has patiently explained, we only have so much wall space
In fairness to myself, I don’t really want to put up all the canvas that I paint. But it does have to dry, AND some I do like to revisit. BUT once I do them, express that one “emotion/thought” I let it go. Working on Acrylic board, canvas sheets, or water-colour pages works far better, I can then once they are dry, store them till I decide to cut one up to use part or parts of it for a background for something else.
And why pray tell am I sharing this with you. In PL, our first precept is #1 Life is Art.
Think about it, many of you I know read my blogs, and you relate, maybe not to all of what I go on about, but some of it definitely resonates with you. With me, my daily lessons come from my “art” my writing, painting, how I deal with a “challenge/opportunity” sometimes, I am a wiz, it works out just fine, other times, like putting paint to paper it really pops, just not the “harmony” you’d hoped or thought would reflect back at you…. PL Precept # 15 All is a Mirror
In PL we don’t do “sermons” we talk about the precepts, and how they are useful to us in our daily lives. Much like you read here in my blogs. I mention this because, over the years, I have been blessed with new friends through this blog who are not PL members but who share with me, their thoughts and comments, I LOVE IT.
Sometimes we begin a project thinking we know just how and what we will do. Over time I have grown, listened, and learned from you, my delight in the world has expanded through the growth of my online, virtual friends.
How does my “garden” grow….. YOU make it blossom, YOU bring your thoughts and energy into my world, and I THANK YOU.
Oyashikiri
In PL Oyashikiri is a blessing.
Another time, another place
lazy days, quieter times
where television news didn’t rule the day
where children played in innocence
in country lanes or on tree-lined streets
off the towns central core
of country store, drugstore, and maybe a diner or two
with a small town community center
and of course the church
where friends and neighbours
gather Sundays to pray.
Today on Thursday Doors I searched for this picture, that I might have shown you before. It inspired me then, and it does now.. because my friend, I want to slow down, we are not slowing down before we act. We are seeing this in the upheaval in the world around us.
We celebrate the past, and the soldiers who died for a cause. Yet on the next page is a story of aggression and violence.
People move to the country to get away from “city” living, and then they want the “city” comforts to be built around them, Where once the quiet town enjoy a peaceful surround. They discover that where once the dairy farm had been, a big box store was going in. The lovely little glen and babbling brook that ran behind the farmer’s home, was being paved over for a parking lot
Doors are opportunities. They open to new discoveries, or close to hide or forget the past. Doors are symbolic, doors are not a decoration, they serve a purpose. This door, to me, is symbolic of another time, a reminder that yes, we can go forward, and we can progress, but look how well maintained this door is. It may be plain, but it serves, and it is respected, someone has lovingly kept this building maintained.
Let us look after our selves, we do maintenance on our cars and homes regularly to keep them tip top. It is time to make sure that we maintain balance in our lives too. Spiritual healing, is imperative, put love back in our lives, not lust, but LOVE
PL Precept 14 World Peace is Everything
PL Precept # 20 Live maintaining equilibrium between mind and matter.
Oyashikiri
sometimes, the camera wants to do what it wants to do
sometimes the sunshine is so bright, you can’t see what you are taking
sometimes, you are simply intrigued by a design, texture
sometimes you hear the announcer on a radio talk show say the weirdest things.. at least to you they are, but to a different generation they seem to generate a lot of discussion. When you think about it, it is the same discussion that was taking place years ago, just different people, who have not lived through the years you did, so .. to them, it is really a big issue.
Did you know that you can burn incense sticks in this “urn” and pray to your ancestors?
This was a fairly new cemetery, markers gleamed in the sunshine. No, don’t ask, I have no idea what the writing says, I believe tho’ that the characters are Chinese.
This was my happy find. The sun on my iPhone was a darn nuisance. Where was my camera, at home of course…
Hope you had a good start to your long week=end. Working on mine =^_^=
PL Precepts #15 All is a mirror
…tomorrow is another day….
Oyashikiri
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