Saturday, June 23, 2007
The tiny, wild rabbits that scatter as we get close.
They run and hide in the smallest little spaces into the thickets of brambles.
Watching our second youngest grandaughter walk.
Those first tentative steps that will soon turn into a run.
Carly taking such tender care of Catie outside
ensuring that she keep her hat on in the sunshine.
So endearing and caring.
A robin on a fencepost enjoying the rare sunshine.
The scent of honeysuckle on our walk.
I look forward to passing the garden each time.
The scent of the raspberries growing at Fred's house.
Last year on our anniversary Dick picked me a huge bucket full.
Sharing the red lentil soup that Pappa made, with 3 of our grandaughters.
Two of them had seconds, one, wasn't too impressed!
The 86th Birthday Party for my beautiful Mom at Maddie's,
surrounded by almost all of her family of children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. It was a beautiful time together.
38 and a half cents added to the jar on top of the fridge plus the additional find of 17 cents all in one go, obviously someone didn't think they were worth keeping so they tossed them.
I was wondering if I'd find another half penny, and I did! Who'da thought it?
Driving into Oakridge to pick out a 40th Anniversary present for me! So glad that Amy could join us on her day off to help with the choosing. Followed by lunch together, she treated. Thanks Amy!Sophie, the calico kitten being carried down the street by
three young neighbour girls. One day our grandaughters will
be like that too.
Watching a short snipet of our wedding. Dick's Opa took this footage on his super 8 camera. Surprised that it was a little longer than we had remembered. The best part was watching Dick's Opa give him a big hug after we were married. Ah yes, memories!
Walking out of a movie, crying.
I haven't done that since the time we first saw Elvira Madigan
on the North Shore.
The movie has stayed with both of us for days as we stop
and reflect on our years together.
Plan B for family picture day today.
We all met at Cathy and Cliff's instead of the park.
Too rainy, that is of course until we were half way through!
What a great day! Can't wait to see how they will turn out.
We are truly blessed.
How did we get so lucky?
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Happy Father's Day to my Beloved!
Saturday, June 16, 2007
We'd give anything to sit and hold your hand today Dad. To thank you for all of your love. To thank you for the countless things you did just for us. Your years of service to your countries. Your years and years of work to make a home for us. We can never repay you, but we thank you, we miss you. We miss you terribly. You are in in our hearts and minds today and always.
The picture taken below was of me and my dad when I was little, picinic-ing at Stanley Park!
This picture is of my beloved when he was about 4, I know it was his sister L's 2nd Birthday.
As a little girl growing up my mom was one of the few that worked outside the home. I remember once when I went to Churchill High School mom received a telephone call from a mother who was in a different "tax bracket" than we were, and she called mom about attending the P.T.A. meetings which were held during the daytime. I recall being slightly embarassed that this mom, who also happened to be the mother of one of the girls that I perceived to be the most popular in our class, now knew that my mom worked inside and outside the home! Boy did I have that all wrong! My mom, who could talk to the Premier of the Province, the butcher or office manager with equal grace, ease and intelligence, was a force to be reckoned with and greatly respected. But most of all loved by me, my sister, my brother and my Dad.
My mom, trying to get out the door of the childcare centre where she left my sister and I when she went off to work, and I wanted nothing to do with it. We always needed to put on in-door shoes or slippers I guess and my dear mommy desperate for a way to placate this crying child by negotiating with me and the school to allow me to wear my black patent shoes with buckles. I can still feel, sense, and hear the sound of my foot being strapped into the shoes.
I remember with such pride as my beautiful mom drove our yellow convertible carrying who knows who in the Annual Kelowna Regatta Parade. We didn't care who she was driving around, just that she looked so beautiful!
Another time, my mom driving this same yellow convertible and being pulled over by the police because a yellow convertible, probably with another gorgeous blond driving it, had just been involved in a hold-up or some-such thing only hours before. Did our family ever get a laugh out of that one!
My mom, also known as "Brown Owl" when my sister and I were in Brownies. Virtually knitting the 6 inch squares for us for one of our badges. We were both hopeless, as we twisted and knitted and pearled and sweated and held the wool so tightly around our fingers! Needless to say, neither my sister or I are knitters to this day! Thanks Mom!
Waking up on the morning of my 7th Birthday, to the most beautiful red dress lying at the bottom of my bed. My hard working mother sewed this for me, when? In the middle of the night most likely, just so "her baby" would be surprised and delighted on her birthday. I still am, when I think of this gift today!
My mom, not crying at our wedding because she thought I wasn't. I was. She was brave.
My mom, for the countless times she took our 3 little girls so that her tired out daughter and son-in-law could have a little break.
The countless times we've cried on her shoulder and by the end of the discussion, finding something to laugh about!
Learning what unconditional love means, only the way my mom could for us, and us alone. We are blessed.
Happy Birthday Mom.
Sunday, June 10, 2007
Yours to enjoy as wallpaper too!
Sunday, June 03, 2007
Here's the thing, would a child just under three really hide the evidence in the closet or could it have been a sibling?
This is why I ask this question. When I was about 5 or 6 I was accused of cutting the whiskers off our family cat. It might have been Tippy or it might have been Joey. But of one thing I am certain, I didn't do it. This issue has followed me all my life, and if I mentioned it to my 62 year old sister today, she would still accuse me of it. Of course as a child, after a thing like this comes up time after time, after time, you begin to protest too much, why I even smiled about it. So I looked guilty, but honestly I didn't do it. And since it was my sister, not my brother who kept insisting it was me, I think it was her. Why you ask? Well you see, my sister is an electrologist and I think she was working on her craft way back when. Sorry Maddie, I still say it was you! Would an ex-Church lady lie?
This is one of my favourites taken when we lived in Kelowna.
Friday, June 01, 2007
I remember this "record" so well. My beloved and I were just about 6 weeks away from tying the knot and we purchased the record. The night before our wedding, Tom and Yvonne, Dick and I were decorating the car and after we were finished, we put the record on Mr. & Mrs. Robinson's record player and sang the songs from start to finish from the album cover. It was such fun. After all these years when I listen to the album, I can still anticipate what song comes next. The buck buck bucking of the chicken from Good Morning Good Morning. It is just amazing how a set of songs can bring you right back 40 years.
To those of you reading this who still have the vinyl, put it on and enjoy the ride.
To those of you reading this who have it on CD, put it on and enjoy the ride.
If you are one of the unfortunate few who hasn't heard it from start to finish-go out and buy it tomorrow.
And if you are an i-poder, download now!
A blue moon on Thursday.