Sorry for being a little MIA.
WordPress sent me a congratulations message this week saying that I just had a fourth year blog anniversary. Really? I can hardly believe it. I guess I’ve always taken this blog as fun, you know, no pressure. I’ve always written posts when I felt like it, incorporated lovely photos for anyone to use, visited as many people as I could, tried to make friends and be a friend, tried to be honest and inviting and approachable and friendly, and it’s been a load of fun. I also blew right past my 500th post…lol…without even noticing. I suppose I should have noticed.
This week the garden was toured for the possible inclusion into the Art in the Garden weekend and folks, it looks good! I think I might be in there! So I’ve now been hounding my favourite garden centre for ideas on how to make my garden the most beautiful, distinct garden out there.
The other day, Clove and I stopped at Sbux and, while we were waiting for our drinks, C looked around and whispered, “mom, no one is talking.” I looked around and sure enough, everyone was either on PCs or iPhones. No one said a word!
Later that day, I sat down to a new page in my journal and, remembering the Sbux loneliness, I decided to build a regatta where everyone is chatting, happy, loud and boisterous; even if they are in the confines of their own boats. Stay tuned…
C and I also drove out to mom’s a couple of times this week. It’s pretty darn cold and wet in Van and my car has lovely front seat warmers. Let me tell you, having a warm bum can really make all the difference to an annoying stop and go X city drive. So when we get to mom’s and the child has to sit in the back seat…some days I think we really need an upgrade to a model with rear seat warmers.
Today we booked a week in Mexico! Flip flops, bathing suits, summer dresses, sun! Heaven.
Sharing with Nancy and all our random friends.
I thought that I wanted a new desk top, screen saver calendar and so I made one, and then I thought that everyone might like it too, so here it is in full size and, hopefully, if the widget works, it’ll stay for download on the side all March.
Help yourself, because you know my policy of what’s mine on this site is yours too.
In one way, we are lucky here on the West Coast that we very rarely have a winter wonderland and our flowers come much sooner than anywhere else across the 49th parallel, but on the other hand, there’s all this rain!
I swear that some years it rains for most of the year.
So when the rain actually stops and the sun comes out between the clouds, no matter how brief it is, we usually find the sunniest spots to hang out in and stay there a while.
You really can’t blame us.
This morning, C’s boyfriend Bryson texted from his hill-top university to tell her it’s snowing at his campus! What?
So in honour of our winter’s last hurrah, I chose to have tea in this sweet, little Royal Standard storybook cup.
I was inspired to pick it because it is the only cup I have with winter blooming flowers on it.
Don’t you love winter blooming flowers? I’m always so impatient for winter aconites and snowdrops and iris stylosa and crocuses.
Last year I lifted hundreds of snow drops from green spaces where people have dumped their garden waste and this year they are rewarding me with a beautiful display in the shade garden.
So I will have my tea in the sunshine while it lasts and look at my beautiful book of macro snow flake photography, by Libbrecht and Rasmussen, (how do people do such wonderful things like photographing snow flakes?), and say “good bye winter; hello spring.”
And then we will both get back to work.
In the sunniest rooms of the house.
Today’s rain and cold is making us want to stay at home.
Hibernate. Have a bit more winter.
But we were out of fruit and so decided on a morning trip to Whole Foods.
Every time I’m there I think of how much I love to live with whole, natural, organic goods.
Do you like beeswax candles and fresh, handmade soaps? I do.
Some of my friends make their own candles and soap. I’ve made candles before but not soap. I’d like to try to one day.
It’s lovely at home today. It’s warm and fragrant with flowers.
Yesterday I made another page in my personal journal and it was late when I finished constructing it. This afternoon I sliced up a blood orange, lit some candles and had a good look at the page.
I love these little candles. They are peony scented, made by a small Cornish company called St. Eval Candle Company. Robert gave them to me for Christmas. They are just so delicious.
I’ve decided that I really love this page.
The words I found there say: “The problem was not sufficient to keep the drive down.”
To me, this represents my drive to constantly create things, to get over my problems and limitation, you know, not let anything hold me down. The words reminded me of weeds…misunderstood flowers really, plants that belong.
Weeds which are so powerful that they push thru cement and grow and flower in any condition, with any limitations. I love weeds and draw, paint, carve and sculpt them a great deal. I used some vibrant tissue rectangles, which came form a wonderful New Year’s Eve years ago, and collaged the other words away, then painted with my acrylics and inks. I’ve run out of mat medium and so used gloss medium and really love the glossy look. Proves once again that there are no mistakes, just happy accidents.
Now I’ve made myself a cup of tea and am reading the next page. So far the words “experimental genius” have captured my attention. (By the way, this next page is the last page with writing. Not sure how I’ll construct the photo pages.)
Experimental genius reminds me of R! This Valentine’s we are in different countries and he sent me a little video called “look what I found”. It shows all the flood water running across the field paths and I was completely ready to see some squeaky little thing paddling its head off, and, instead, there was an “I” and a heart and a “U” made from bright pebbles under that cold, running water. And his hand was red from the frozen water!
R is such a keeper!
Hope your weekend is lovely and tranquil and you’re all basking in the Valentine’s love, which hopefully sticks around in your heart all year.
It was really hard for me to chose because I tend to classify so much as “treasure” in my life, but then I came across this photo of a little test tube of fossilized seashells. This is about the only thing I have which belonged to my birth father; who I lost when I was very young. It is a little treasure in my life.
For the WordPress weekly photo challenge.
On this rainy, soggy (and for a lot of you, dreadfully cold and snowy) Valentine’s Day, I thought I’d give you some beautiful “garden porn” photos to warm your spring-loving hearts. (And, much less fattening than chocolate)
Last year, my cimbidium orchid bloomed like crazy and I was so proud of myself, (although, to tell the truth, I completely ignored it outside for most of the year), and this year, nothing. No blooms, no spiky promise of flowers…nada. And I ignored it just like last year. What gives?
I want these containers, and loads of polished little pebbles to make some sort of raked Zen garden out of. But then, I’ve got waaayy too much stuff here already and adding sexy containers and beautiful little pebbles isn’t going to help. Maybe I need a little rock tumbler and I can go picking up handfuls of garden pebbles and tumbling them myself. (Actually, I’ve always wanted a rock tumbler….and a metal detector)
The wall clock I had in the kitchen has stopped working. It was a sort of cheap battery operated clock, but it was big and looked like a vintage train station clock. You know, I kept looking up at it automatically for days and days after it stopped working and now look at the empty space above the back door. It’s like an automatic reflex! And I miss having a clock there something rotten. This clock was with me for about a million years always in the kitchen, always up high. So now I have to replace it. I’d love this one, but don’t love the price (somewhere around $300…that’s a one-way flight to E! And about 90 chai tea lattes!) I think I might make one. How hard can it be?
About a million years ago, (first marriage), I had a standing order for a dozen anthuriums/week. I know, it was all chrome and Bahhaus and black leather and glass, but I still love those flowers. The only thing is back then it cost me about $20/month for the flowers and now it costs…what? about $20/stem? I know dinosaurs were alive back then. LOL.
I love planting houseplants in unusual containers, and love these seed pod pots. I think I’ll buy one for a little begonia Rex I’ve got going on. The smallest is $45, but it’s one of those things I’ll love to look at for years.
Happy Valentine’s Day to everyone and off now to share the random the love with Nancy. :D
Such a beautiful day. Such a beautiful part of my town. Wishing you all this kind of sunshine, peace and happiness to last you throughout the whole week.
Sharing with Mary.
Well, welcome year of the horse! I have high hopes for you. Not only have I just bought a cheesy 1956 paperback western called,”Thirty Notches” by Brad Ward. (gotta love those macho names), but I also painted this little painting of three horses to celebrate you.
I love threes, don’t you? For me it represents all sorts of wonderful groupings: R, C and me, my three children, my three cats. Does anyone remember that Schoolhouse Rocks little vignette “Three is a magic number”? It rather is, isn’t it? Ok, I just had to link to the Blind Melon version now that we’re adults.
This little painting started life as a left-over art card. I used a purple-ish vintage wrapping paper that then I wasn’t crazy about and so I painted the horses over it with acrylics. Then I wasn’t happy about the chalky, blocky look of the acrylics so painted over that whole painted and collaged mess with my oils. Ahh, that’s better. Soft, misty, blended colours. Horses coming form on high down to Earth for the lunar year. So GONG XI FA CAI everyone!
Outside the few early snowdrops have opened. Those precious few immediately were brought inside and put into one of the little ink bottles I bought at the car boot sale. I could hardly wait. I’m sure my neighbours thought me strange peering down into the shade garden every day, (seventeen times/day) checking on them. There are hundreds coming but these six first ones are just so very welcome. As I write this they are beside me and later will be moved to my side of the bed. They have a soft, gentle fragrance and I don’t want to miss a moment with my first garden flowers of the year.
Today I had it in mind to organise and cull my overflowing book collection. So I dove into the library and then the arduous task of deciding which books to actually let go of began. The thing is that sometimes I don’t remember that I have the book and have to put it aside to read thru it to decide whether it’s a keeper or not. Some books I’ve completely forgotten about, like this lovely 1941 ”A Choice of Kipling’s Verses Made By T.S. Eliot”, and then read it over lunch completely forgetting that I actually set out to clean up the library. But with a thousand books in the house…well…I do understand and appreciate that I really don’t need two copies of several Simon Winchester or Diane Ackerman books…even if I love them to pieces, and so get on with the task.
So, in the end I enlisted Chloe’s help going thru the books and took about one hundred books to Dalyce at our most favourite Booklovers used book store. If you’re anywhere within fifty miles of the Lower Mainland, it would so be worth your while to come visit.
Mind you, the minute we drop off books we’re buying new ones. And by the way, Dalyce gives a credit for books brought in, which applies to books being bought. How can you go wrong? Anyway, if you come, let me know when and I’ll meet you.
So back home now with a few of new books and looking forward to cuddling up with a soft, warm blanket, my snowdrops and books. The empty bags are waiting to be filled up with more books to bring to Booklovers, (except this one, which seems to have been expropriated by Morgan), and in a day or two the library will be organised and orderly. (then I’ll take a photo to show you.)
Sharing with The Dedicated House for make it pretty Monday