- Glancing out the kitchen window last night, I saw the full moon coming up over the neighbor's trees. It was as big as a salad plate up in the sky.
- It was 68 degrees and sunny Monday when I went out for lunch. I found my favorite shady spot, ate my sandwich & took a short nap before I had to go back to work. The breeze that touched my cheek felt as cool and silken as lake water.
- Our friend Nancy went to the Black Sheep Gathering in Eugene, Oregon last month. She brought me back a little woolly toy sheep and a bar of "Fogwash Soap" - Citrus-Sea scent - a combination of orange, lemon grass and grapefruit - Their soaps are made with olive and cocoanut oils - they last a long time.
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Saturday, July 28, 2007
It's really been a beautiful week and everything in the garden is growing & growing - the nasturciums are threatening to take over the driveway!
And how can you have a bad day when this (Mt. Baker) is what you see on your way to work (OK, pretend like that railroad crossing thingy is not there) - I've often wondered what the early settlers thought when they would come around a bend and "ta da" there is this huge mountain off in the distance. The natives called it Komo Kulshan .
And out in the pasture - Life imitates art -
One day last week I took my lunch down to the harbor - we live in a beautiful place to play and work.
The Port of Bellingham has done a fantastic job on this planting -it actually goes on for about 1/4 of a mile - It makes me want to throw a shovel in my little car and do a little "shopping" on the way home - I'm sure they wouldn't miss some of that crocosmia...
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Grandnephew Parker & the Shepherd, Uncle John, July 2006 - he's almost one
Here's Parker, with his daddy last weekend at 22 months. He's getting to be a big boy!
By the way, remember these girls from last month - well check out what Leigh made last weekend! Is that not cute, or what! She is so talented, and I have learned a lot from her blog. If you are interested in fiber, check it out.
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Well, CatZee - I couldn't agree with you more! So I have spent the entire week thinking of "beeyootiful fings" about my fur children - and it was hard to just come up with just three. In fact, I am finding it kind of fun, to spend the day looking for those three things that have made life a little better that day.
So here are my three favorite "beeyootiful fings" about Neelix and Sinda -
- It's been a long day at work, but when I pull into the driveway, one or both of you are waiting for me either on that rock out front, or come running around the corner of the house with a kind of "It's time you finally got home" look on your face.
- I sit down to watch the end of the Mariner's game with John, and Sinda curls up at my feet with her head resting on my toes.
- Neelix's loud PURRRRR as he walks through the house - (king of all he surveys) - he plops down in the middle of things, rolls onto his back and begins to snore. Could you get any more comfortable than that?
Monday, July 23, 2007
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Can you stand one more picture of our lilies?
John planted this stand of "orienpet" lilies a couple of years ago. I park my car only a few feet away from them. Tonight you could smell them all the way out to the gate (30-40 yards?). It was heavenly - & reminded me of being in Hawaii with it's wonderful fragrence of plumeria.
I think this one is called Caravan.
According to The Lily Garden in Vancouver, WA, The “Orienpets” are relatively new to the lily world, produced after years of efforts to combine the sublime beauty of the Oriental lilies with the more garden persistent, heat tolerant and colorful Trumpet and Aurelian hybrids."
I just love the way it smells -
Come just a little bit closer - can you smell it yet?
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Last week in the grocery store produce department, there was a dad with a passle of pre-teen boys - the dad, of course was shopping - the boys - they were checking out the Roma tomatoes - pick up one, squeeze it a little, pick up another, look seriously at the back of the store, like they wanted to see if they could pitch one back to the seafood department!
And it just popped out of my mouth: "You boys PUT THOSE TOMATOES DOWN! Nobody wants to buy tomatoes after you stand there and squeeze them!"
They looked a little shocked...who was this strange lady admonishing them - then guilty - by this time Dad was headed off to the deli - the offending parties skittered off behind him.
Is it just me? I seem to be less and less willing to stand by in cases of "bad behavior" The weekend before the 4th of July, the new neighbors were having a party. Their college-age son and his friends were lighting off M-80s (illegal fireworks in these parts - bought on our nearby Indian reservation). After our six hour trip home from my brother-in-law's funeral, we were in no mood for the BOOM, BOOOM, BOOM BOOOOM- besides that they were scaring the sheep. But you know what? Come to find out, these guys had been doing this all afternoon - not one neighbor had stepped in to ask them to stop - not the horsey people on the corner - not the llama lady across the street.
Well, we did - we walked over to their house and politely asked them to stop - which they did for a couple of hours, but when they started in again at a quater after ten, I called the sheriff - ordinarily they wouldn't have responded, but when I mentioned the fact that the neighbor had told me that they had bought the fireworks out on the res - that was good enough for the dispatcher and she sent out a deputy. I think they figured out my "no tolerance" policy...
So, where to from here? Is there a chain email that explains "how to be a biddy in ten steps or less" (send this to ten of your friends or biddy-dom will befall you) - Roget's Thesaurus lists the following synonyms for biddy: bag, battle-ax, beldam, crone, fishwife, fury, gorgon, harpy, harridan, Jezebel, Medusa, ogress, shrew, slattern, sorceress, termagant, virago, vixen, witch -those are kind of harsh -
Dictionary.com defines biddy as a fussbudget, esp. a fussy old woman. - not so bad, I think, or as an old friend of mine would say -"I resemble that remark"
"Mom, I don't think you're a fussbudget - in fact that's a funny word isn't it"
Why thank you Neelix - that's very nice of you to come to my defense - you can stop laughing now...
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
There are over 2 dozen books in the Pern series - recently Ms. McCaffrey has collaborated with her son Todd, (I think he was the original weyrling), for two novels - the latest is called Dragon's Fire - a story set in the first "interval". The world of Pern is sometimes confusing, as the story lines of the different books flip back and forth through time - but as with any series, you get to know the characters, and they become like old friends. There are also groupings of books within the series that have the same characters in them - and we're talking hundreds of years involved here, so there is a lot of lattitude for plots.
As with any good fantasy, there is good and evil - as I said, this is set early in the "life" of the planet's colonization - there are few "holds" (cities) and few "weyrs" (home of the dragons and their riders) The Craft halls have not all been established - but the story winds around so you know that the dragonriders will flourish and Pern will continue to exist.
Although Anne McCaffrey has written scores of other books - the Doona series, Pegasus, Crystal Singer and Acorna series' to name a few, oddly I have never been able to "get into" any of her other "fantasy lands" as it were. But, as I said, with over two dozen books in the Pern series, many I have read 3 or 4 times (yes, I find them that engaging and I cry and laugh just like the first time) there is plenty of entertainment to go around.
Doing some of the research for this post, I found that I have something to look forward to, Anne and Todd have another book coming out in January 2008 - Dragon Harper - just in time for my Village Books (our local independant bookstore) Book club Birthday reward - your age or -up to 39% off - any book you wish - isn't that a great deal! I can hardly wait.
Neelix says he doesn't know what all the fuss is about - "There are never any cats in any of those books." he says. "Yes, sweetie, but I've often thought that dragons and cats are a lot alike - telepathic - able to teleport between space and time- yup, you're a lot alike."
If you decide t take the plunge into the world of Pern, it is actually suggested that you read the books in the order that they were written - starting with the trillogy - The Dragonriders of Pern
I hope you enjoy it.
Sunday, July 15, 2007
The Flower Communion Service is a uniquely Unitarian Universalist celebration developed by Norbert and Maja Capek, who founded the Unitarian church in Czechoslovakia. They felt the need for some ceremony which would be non-threatening and would bind the people closer together, and make them feel like a religious community. And so they created the Flower Communion. Our little UU church usually celebrates it the second Sunday of June.
The first Flower Communion Ceremony was celebrated June 4, 1923 in Czechoslovakia. The first such ceremony in the US was held in 1940 in Cambridge, Mass., introduced by Maja Capek as she was in the US to raise funds for the UU churches in Europe.
As people come into the church, they add their flowers to the vase and this beautiful "arrangement" graced the front of the church during the service. At the end of the service everyone gets up and takes a flower to take home with them - the ensuing bouquet is just as lovely, don't you think?
Whenever Dr. Capek conducted his Flower Communion in Prague. he would say this proverb as he "consecrated" the flowers:
Infinite Spirit of Life, we ask thy blessing on these, thy messengers of fellowship and love. May they remind us. amid diversities of knowledge and of gifts, to be one in desire and affection, and devotion to thy holy will. May they also remind us of the value of comradeship, of doing and sharing alike. May we cherish friendship as one of thy most precious gifts. May we not let awareness of another's talents discourage us, or sully our relationship, but may we realize that, whatever we can do, great or small, the efforts of all of us are needed to do thy work in this world.
Dr. Capek was a visionary, amd the Capeks had very intersting lives - Dr. Capek, unfortunately died in a concentration camp during WWII. His memory lives on in the Flower Communion that is celebrated every spring in UU churchs all over the world.
NEELIX SAID IF HE HAD TWO DEAD MICE, HE'D GIVE YOU ONE!
SO, HAPPY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SARA! MUCH LOVE AUNT TINA & UNCLE JOHN
Friday, July 13, 2007
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
I Need Orange reminded me of some pictures that I wanted to put on my blog this week. Just to remind us that it's not always 80 degrees out- sometimes it's a little cooler -
I love this picture - the color has not been changed to black & white - that's just what it looked like that day in March - It was before The Shepherd had his surgery & he was very nervous about me wandering around out in the snow (I tend to slip and slide a lot) but I had his big barn boots on - they were like wearing snow shoes - good grip!
It was quiet and calm that morning - I enjoyed my walk.
This is our Camperdown Elm - If I was a little kid, I'd make the inside a fort to hide in during the summer - it would make a cool green secret place as the big heart shaped leaves go all the way to the ground.
We now return to our regularly scheduled toasty day - hope these brief reminders of winter help to cool you down.
Monday, Marsha came and gave Loreena a haircut -(That's a whole 'nother story to follow later this week) - & with the hot weather we've been having (high 80's - it's 92 degrees right now) he just hasn't been able to pick back up where he left off - and last night he kind of went into a respratory distress - couldn't breathe, etc. - so I called the doc on call again(different guy this time) - he said "load him up and take him to ER - chances are that he'll only get worse over night" OK, fine - at 10:00 pm I loaded him into the Jelly Bean (the affectionate term for my 91 Ford Festiva) and set off for St. Joes. I must say, a middle aged white guy with breathing distress gets pushed thru pretty fast - I think they might have thought he was having a heart attack or something, cause when we left, there were still a lot of people sitting in the same places they were when we went in.
Well, long story short? He's got pneumonia. They started him on antibiotics last night and he's feeling better - he slept on the couch so he could sleep sitting up - every time he lays down he starts to cough. "Dr Mom" says he will not go back to work til next week - that's for sure -
So everybody send us LOTS of healing thoughts OK - and speaking of work, I'd better get to it.
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Happy Three Beautiful Things Tuesday!
- The blessed silence on the morning of the 5th of July ~
- Seeing Mt. Baker, brilliant against the blue sky, popping through the trees and above the hillls on my drive to work ~
- Bright orange and yellow nasturciums peaking out of the green folliage to greet me when I get home from work ~
Sunday, July 08, 2007
(And as my furriends Rascal & Catzee would say: "If you click on the picture, it will biggify and you can see each individual thread!"}
And, what would you give to have this knitted sampler - gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous.
Debi also met Lenice Bell of Todhill Coloured Shetland Sheep. Lenice was one of the keynote speakers at the 2003 NASSA AGM that was held in Eugene, Oregone the weekend of Blacksheep Festival. She was a delightful speaker and very knowledgable about Shetlands and the different types of wool.
Debi has been blessed with an invitation to visit Lenice's farm. I can hardly wait to see her photos from that visit - ahh, vicarous living. You never have to pack a bag and you get to sleep in your own bed.
Saturday, July 07, 2007
Thursday, July 05, 2007
I was very surprised, because both Sinda and Mr. Neelix seemed to be taking the day fairly calmly - even tho there were lots of BIG booms, and hisses & shreeks, they didn't seem to be running around nervously or anything. Til just before dark.
They BOTH disappeared!
I go out the back door and call & whistle - I go out the front door I call & whistle - DH has gotten too much sun, (probably heat stroke, judging from how he felt today) and has gone to bed early. No kitties -
Now, there's one thing I don't know if I've ever mentioned - but Sinda talks alot, and is very loud - you can hear her coming from a ways away. Neelix, on the other hand, had a very bad cold when he was a baby, and he doesn't meow - he kind of trills. Not very helpful when you are calling and calling - listening very carefully for little trills - Pretty soon - out the front door -MEOW! Here comes Sinda - her eyes are about the size of saucers. She runs and has a little chow (some of our cat friends would call it "stinky goodness"), scolds me like crazy - after all, all that booming WAS my fault, you know. She finally calms down, and I decide, that I need to get to bed, as it is almost 12:30 and I have to work in the morning.
I console myself with the fact that he stays out late quite often. (It's like having a teenaged son, with an attitude...)
Sinda stuck to me like glue all last night - a 12# deadweight on my hip all night long. At least I knew where she was.
This a.m. when I got up - still no Neelix. I put out their breakfast, called, whistled, clanged on the cat food can with a spoon - no Neelix. It's getting late, I'm going to be late for work. I get a call from John that he's coming home from work, he still doesn't feel well. It didn't even occur to ask him if he'd seen Mr. N. - I go to work with a heavy heart.
Tonight when I came home from work, Neelix did not meet me at the front gate like he always does. I came in the house and asked John if he's seen Neelix today - "No," he couldn't say he had. Hmmm - I had a bad feeling about this. I stand on the front porch & call - I stand on the back porch and call. I start dinner. The phone rings and it is Kathy from Sheep Thrills Farm . "I can't find Neelix, he didn't come home last night" I told her. We talk for a few minutes - "You better go & keep looking" she says and rings off. I'm still alternating between front and back yards - suddenly it occurred to me -
(with appologies to Marsha our shearer, this was the only picture I could find - See the door that is out at the corner of the barn-)
"John, did you have the shed open yesterday?"
"Well, yeah, it was open all day - I shut it at about 8:30 or so, why?" I open the cupboard, grab the key and race out the door - it's been really hot today (OK, so, not over 80 degrees, but there is no vertilation in the shed, it's just not a nice place to be when it's hot. )
"Hey buddy - how are you doin?" I ask - he doesn't even wait for a head scritch... "Mom, where have you been? I'm Hungry & Thirsty" - he trills as he's headed for the house - dinner and a drink of water.
Whew - he may not have used up one of his nine lives, but I think he used up one of mine. I'm so glad you're safe, little pal. NOW, STAY OUT OF THAT SHED!
Wednesday, July 04, 2007
I love the fireworks that look like big yellow flowers!
And the ones that look like waterfalls -
Hope you have a safe & sane holiday!