Winter

Winter under cultivation

Is as arable as Spring

Emily Dickinson

The Winter solstice begins and the daylight hours become longer with each passing day. That alone is worthy of celebration…

One’s Perspective

 

 

I love snow… its beauty, the tranquility it brings and the melting potential to fill the creeks and rivers.
But I must admit what has just occurred 30 miles south of me in Buffalo NY. is downright deadly.

 

 

As soon as the first snowflakes fall I hear the complaints of the cold, how long the Winter will be and when will it ever end…

 

 

Perhaps these souls should take a cue from my daughter’s new kitten Oliver and go into hibernation mode…

 

 

I on the other hand shall enjoy it, even though it must be shoveled, respect it as it covers the streets and highways and be grateful of its breathtaking sparkle.

 

 

 

Mesmerized

Along the wayside lies many an abandoned home…
Still standing after decades of neglect almost as a tribute to its former occupants. Defying the passage of time bearing witness to a former glory…

I’m intrigued, perhaps mesmerized by their long forgotten history. Do the echoes of children’s laughter still fill the hall. Does the smell of fresh baked bread and woodsmoke permeate the kitchen.
Does the laundry still flap in the breeze on the clothesline out back…

Whatever the history that lies within this now empty shell I’m sure there were babes born here, lasses wed here and grandparents that died here amongst its many secrets…

So next time you come across such a place in your travels, stop for just a moment and listen…it may be history whispering back…

Pics taken along the road from Ontario to Alberta, Canada.

How Do You Measure Success

Let me count the ways…

Our barn sale was greeted by a clear blue sky, dotted by cotton ball clouds. The temperature was a perfect Fall day.

The crowd was good and quite a few sales…

But most of all it was a day spent with wonderful friends.

A special thank you to Barbara, Nancy, Nella, Marty and Valda. And my deepest gratitude to Mr. & Mrs. High for granting the use of their historic property...

This Saturday

 

The guys and gals want to remind you to follow them to the barn sale.
Details below.

See you there!

 



Barn Sale

Saturday October 11
9:00am - 3:00pm

2848 King St. Jordan, Ontario

 (Old Hwy. # 8 right across from the former Jordan Public School)

Featuring

Farmhouse Primitives

Vintage Treasures

Handmade Lovelies

Please join us on this beautiful October weekend. 

Rain date to be determined.

Perhaps

Do you ever contemplate that perhaps your soul has come from a distant past and the passions that you share were held captive from centuries ago?

I often wondered if I lived amongst the Bronte sisters lured by the sullen mists that crossed the moors…

Did I dwell in a tiny stone cottage where my very existence was gathered from the gardens and fields that surrounded it…

Were there roses that climbed along the paths I travelled? Berries picked from the hedgerows so tempting it was difficult to return to home without sampling a few from the basket…

Then on the other hand maybe I should stop daydreaming and return to the task at hand and continue cutting the 1/2 bushel of peaches that await the hot jars and carry on…

What do you daydream about?