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Gathering a peanut in each cheek and if he can manage it, a third and even maybe a fourth.
Make today a different day.
Instead of doing the same old thing be creative and do things to improve your day.
Oyashikiri





Gathering a peanut in each cheek and if he can manage it, a third and even maybe a fourth.
Make today a different day.
Instead of doing the same old thing be creative and do things to improve your day.
Oyashikiri

Day 30 PL Calendar
USE YOUR RESULTS TO MAKE THE NEXT TIME EVEN BETTER
Whether things turn out perfectly or not, the important thing is to take what you’ve learned and apply it the next time.

Standing under the branches of the towering trees
looking out, to my left and then my right
shades of green everywhere, bright sunlight dancing through
outstretched limbs that reach for the sky, in prayer
how can I cry, it is
so peaceful, so serene
alone with my thoughts, surrounded by nature’s embrace
life is full, it is plentiful, it is full of grace
a child of the Universe, I am, ONE with GOD
Oyashikiri
So pretty, so bright, little dandelion
you are the Bee’s delight
no matter where you grow,
your golden glow
will beckon
and of course, euphorbia polychroma
the dense tuft of surprisingly green leaves
and lovely bright yellow bracts
reaching for the skies
the magnolia tree is preparing to shine
in a day or two
these delicate fuchsia buds will open
the deep defined leaves of the ivy
have started their climb
soon the buddha will be covered
not smothered,
but dressed in a living cloak or vest
next to the corkscrew hazel
this Amur maple has
started to protest the long winter
and is showing her strong desire
to break free and thrive again
all around
new growth abounds
the ground has come alive
and so my dears, have I
for like the seasons
each day is a new beginning
as the bees stir and begin their quests
the delicious dandelions
awaits their visit
Yay another day has begun
Happy Wednesday everyone!
Namaste – Oyashikiri
pictures and text -Q
Good afternoon everyone. I had a wonderful time this past Sunday exploring the back roads from the city towards Sharbot Lake, it was a bright day, a bit of a chill in the air, but otherwise great. Too soon after a cold snowy spell, for there to be a lot of day trippers out. One of my finds, was this tree stump…. the colours, the recent cuts l seemed to dazzle with the afternoon sun.
These delights were found on a vacant lot of a house that is up for sale. 100 acres on a quiet country road (at an intersection) The house had seen much better days, nothing of interest to me, it was the location.. What was sad to see was that the yard around the house was a catch-all for debris and clutter. I had been drawn to the stumps because of the rich tones of the inner core. What ever happened to their tops, was not evident. So I assume, that the rest of the tree will serve a good purpose.
My husband was drawn to the old television satellite dishes. Some places tease me, and I want to hear their story. Others, well, they just don’t hold my attention. On this property it was the tree stumps.. they were my gemstones amongst the rubble. AND the QUIET. Further down the road ( a paved road, however it was well posted, that it was not a road that was maintained year round) we found this spot..
You likely had to have been there .. it was such a peaceful site. What we found was what was left of a building, that must have been part of the church that had been in this location. The lumber I didn’t think dated back to the 40’s but perhaps a makeshift building of sorts had been there and when that went, the community got together and put up the piece you see below. (1987)
How different life must have been life back when the church as in full attendance. 1893… the land in the surrounding areas you can tell had once been farmed. The further we drove down this road, with the quiet around us, and the beckoning open fields, the more the happy glow of discovery surrounded me.
Life is ever-changing, what remains a constant in life is the natural world we live in. It grows, flourishes, dies, and is reborn. The landscapes change, but the wonder of it all remains. GOD is living, GOD is life, GOD is Everything. and YES, GOD is LOVE
Namaste – Oyashikiri
When kitchen gadgets were perhaps simpler. Note that the idea for breakfast, was that cup of coffee, toast, eggs and I think those are sausages.
When the romantic dream was to camp in a quiet serene lot somewhere, far from the busy cities and towns, perhaps park the car and if transportation is required, there is the trusty bike to pedal to a country store.
Of course the realities of today when we look back on our dreams of a quiet get away, are not as romantic. We have to make time to get a way, we need plan and organize, the darling camper, needs to be found and then it has to be reconstructed to meet one’s needs. Do these small campers have bathrooms, showers, we have to look at logistics, etc. etc.
Important, is our lifestyle such that we can travel with the barest of essentials, or do we need/want more. Will the car we presently have pull a trailer, do we want to stay in camp grounds that seem to be stuffed with other campers, trailers, and families tucked together between trees much like the some of the communities in the city. The only difference being, there are more trees, and likely there is water near by for swimming.
And, let us not forget the pets. We travel with two dogs. where do we find open space and safety for them. As the list of needs and wants mounts up, the reality of that romantic dream coming true fades into the distance.
Life itself is journey, how many times do we hear that said, or alluded to. There came a time in my maturing process where I began to realize that each day was my opportunity to explore a piece of my dream, make it a reality, instead of planing and working at something that may or may not happen, I decided to focus on NOW. I still dream of future projects, but my interest is in today, how I am feeling today, and what I am doing with my time today. Somehow, that works for me, being present in all I say and do means that I don’t regrets, and I work hard at not having expectations. I’ve learned when we expect something, we are often disappointed. The only person that I have control over, in all respects, is myself. I own the actions and choices I make. No more, no less.
Totally irrelevant to anything previous, this bread takes one hour to make. and I want to taste it. like NOW =^_^- It has 8 slices of bacon in it. I’d want more. 1/4 cup of Jalapeno, 3 cups of flour, 1 tbsp baking powder, 2 tbsp granulated sugar 1 tsp of salt, 1 tbsp vegetable oil, 12 oz buttermilk, 2 cups cheddar cheese, 8 oz cream cheeze.
Namaste – Oyashikiri
I’m a confessed bacon addict, if I squeeze a recipe in from time to time, I hope you enjoy!
pictures/recipe Pinterest
* Brian Kkrepshaw on CNET
** hearthandmade.co.uk
*** belvederedesignsb log.com
Good Morning every one, how are you today? It is not that I don’t have a lot to say, I could, but I came across proverb today, and spent a good time digesting it. Thought to share it with you.
This description of this picture says it is an Amish man riding his horse-drawn buggy through a blizzard in St. Mary’s MD. USA, Feb. 10.2010. I reflected on this moment of his journey, and eventually I decided that yes, dressed properly I would have loved to have shared the experience.
My spinning wheel sits idle gathering dust, I just had to have it, and yet .. now it sits an ornament waiting…. Certainly this is the time of year for reflection.
Not everyone is on the same page we are .. or even reading the same book. appreciate and accept the differences we meet along the way, focus on the chapter in our own lives and live the day to its fullest capacity.
Take a walk in the snow…. enjoy everything you do ….
Next time it snows, I plan to.
love filled Blessings . to each and everyone one of YOU…
Namaste – Oyashikiri
pictures -Pinterest
If you are fortunate to be walking or driving slowly by, the rhythmic sound of the horse’s hooves and the turning wheels is very pleasant.
Soft muted shades of the Amish clothes, to some is very soothing. Laundry that hands outside to dry always has such a fresh smell to it. Winters, laundry is hung under cover or outdoors, just as in other seasons.
When a large piece of a barn has to be moved, Amish men come together to carry it along the highway to its destination. this was in the Kalona area of Iowa.
Simple, plain, no mirrors, the basics.
Now this is an Amish quilt I’d like to get a closer look at. Wouldn’t you?
This brings back memories of days when we would see sights like this on country roads if we were driving through farm country. The smell of freshly cut hay wafted through the car windows as we followed slowly along behind. It gave us a wonderful opportunity to just sit back and coast along while taking in the sights around us. When the farmer could, they would usually pull over and give us the OK to pass.
Noooooooooooooo, not what you think. It is common in some Amish communities to allow the use of a telephone, but not in a home. Several families will share a telephone, that is conveniently place in a small wooden shanty between the farms. If there is a need to use the internet, there are usually libraries in nearby towns.
Sewing is done by hand or with a treadle sewing machine. I was very humbled when invited into an Amish home. I saw her machine and her home-made quilting frame. She worked at night by kerosene lamp and what ever light came in through the windows. She told me she did most of her sewing and quilting in the winter months when there was less to do in the fields.
Simplicity – when was the last time you walked along a stream in your bare feet, turned off all the lights at night and just enjoyed the evening stars. There is a saying ” If you want something you’ve never had, then you have got to do something you’ve never done.”
Live your life!
Forget your age, and what others have to say..
Only you can make the changes in your life
To live life your way.
Namaste – Oyashikiri
pictures -social media
This is my fantasy – that like a dog, I could just shake off all the negatives, worries and distractions with one good body shake.
Oh, it would feel soooo good.
Let everything fly out and away from me…
Then start fresh… not everything will cut loose, but everything
will displace and what settles back down can be viewed with
a new perspective.
Hey, we all have our dreams, ideas and creative hiccups. When I watch our dogs come out of the water and give themselves a good shake, it always looks like it such a feel good thing to do. I thought of doing a head stand, seeing if that would dislodge and toss some of my gray matter around, but I wasn’t successful at getting into that position, never mind staying in it long enough to enjoy the moment.
I am an artist who loves to day dream and consider possibilities. I can get very excited finding the strangest things along the roadway or down a long forgotten trail or path. I grew up at a time where it was encouraged that we give our imaginations full range. Given a pencil and paper with a box full of jumbled thread, discarded what nots and old catalogues, WOW I’d be lost in my own world for hours.
Today you go into a store and there is sticker, cut out or stamp for almost everything. How hand made or scrap cards today? Ok not the time to go into my tirade on now vs. the good “old” days. The dog shaking off the water that has bogged him/her down makes me smile. The fur/hair needs to be wrung out, simple, shake and shake again. It’s done. AND its off we go to play again.
Nature is wonderful isn’t it. Simplicity is soooo Positive.
Where’s my dog I want a cuddle.. Hugs everyone….
Written
on August 25, 2013