Sunday, January 15, 2017

Sunday Afternoon

January 15th, 2017

Sunday Afternoon

Just stuffed with delightful things...

First of all the temperature hit zero C and the sun shone for at least two hours!

The amaryllis I saved from last year started to bloom

I finished the long pink tube I was knitting, dropped the stitches
 I had added in the beginning,
made some pretty tassels to put on it
and here it is!

This is a wonderful recipe for mindless knitting.

You just go round and round three needles in plain knitting,
never having to peer at a pattern or wonder where you are.
It's great for taking to meetings, or carrying on conversations
and it morphs into a lovely lacy scarf.

I did a little spinning, with another scarf in mind..
A little out of practice and there were a few thin spots which
caused me to think of plying it......
but there, thin spots give it character.... 

While I was spinning I was listening to the Gabriel Faure Requiem
on the Knowledge network
For me the highlight of the concert was a beautiful rendition of
Faure's Pie Jesu.  I didn't catch the name of the soloist
but the performance left me a little breathless and damp-eyed.

Here is Barbara Bonney, marvelous lyrical soprano
as she sings Pie Jesu

Barbara Bonney - Pie Jesu

.........and my daughter brought me a chicken pot pie for supper!!!

What more can one ask for (aside from someone to share it with)

Friday, January 13, 2017

And what shall I do next ?

January 13th, 2017

Last night, after my little session with Netflix, I turned over, tucked the pillow between my neck and shoulder, closed my eyes and whispered to myself " Tomorrow I shall make some buttermilk biscuits!

I haven't made them yet, but I'm still going to...

The days are short, - but the days seem long as I am confined to the house because of ice and snow and too many ancient people falling down and breaking things, so that the children frown when I suggest I might go to the store, or get the mail.

It's not that I haven't a dozen things to do.  Pictures to sort and label, so that in the years to come family won't say, - "and who is that, - does anybody know?" and then throw away a photo of a great aunt, or a far away cousin....

I have a pretty purple/red scarf on the loom, and thinking about a pink chenille one next...

I have hauled the spinning wheel out of the bedroom so that I could sit in the sun when it skims across the top of the mountain somewhere around lunch time, and spin some pretty aqua roving that the moths will get into if I neglect it much longer...

There are two or three books waiting for me now that I have finished The Saturday Night Girl, by Heather O'Neill.  A book I thought I would never be happy reading, but it grabbed me in the middle (of the book) and I finished it, accepting the mores of another generation and finding that under all of this life goes on in much the same way....

I am still trying to get my head around space time, having put in my days in a linear world.  Re-reading Barbara Crafton and  The Also Life as well as Frances Collins' Language of God wherein he states the case for reconciliation between Religion and Science.  I have yet to start the next Book Club story - The Boy in the Moon. by Ian Brown.  It is a book about parenthood, and a father's loving and ethical care of his disabled son.  I expect to be inspired, and impressed, -  but not joyful.

I have Mary Oliver for joyful!

I remembered about the buttermilk biscuits when I awoke, but it was garbage day, and the blue bag had to be filled with discarded recyclables, like old calendars and out of date newspapers.

And then the coffee pot!!!  I pressed the little red button to start it pulsing while Bruce and I attended to his pressing needs...but when I came back to pour a lovely hot cup of the day-starting brew, nothing had happened.  The light of promise comes on but within a moment it sighs a bit and disappears....  I turned to the French Press to provide the morning elixir, took it in to check my email,
looked for a Youtube video of a replacement coffee maker and instead the video of the Baptism of the Lord service from the National Cathedral in Washington landed under my mouse.

I watched it - the gorgeous drama that they make of services in the cathedral, - the use of the lovely familiar words from the  Book of Common Prayer, - the candles and the incense, the marvelous music. Such praise and pageantry, but underneath it all I, at least, find comfort and memories.

The preacher was young and enthusiastic, and compared  'baptism' to the modern shuttle 'liftoff', complete with lift-off audio.  A way to start life - Let's GO!!!

After a while the sun came out and I had a filling chowder lunch.  Knitted a bit, threw the shuttle for a while (the loom shuttle) until Callie came to sit beside me and rest her head on my shoulder, remembered my resolution about more blog postings, and now!  Now it's time for the buttermilk biscuits.

Warmer weather tomorrow, - perhaps I will be able to trundle through the snow to get my mail....

Monday, January 09, 2017


ABC Wednesday
January 11th, 2017
The letter is A   for  

I anticipate that this is going to be

a fabulous round

of ABC Wednesday!!!

Lucy Maude Montgomery said that
anticipation is fifty per cent of pleasure.

My mother used to say that
anticipation is ninety percent of pleasure.

I say that anticipation
is shivering with excitement

or sometimes with apprehension...

and it is a close cousin to 'awareness'
and a friend to little children!

and gardeners....

but a word of caution from old Aesop...

Hope that life lives up to all your sweet anticipations!!!

More A's here at ABC Wednesday
with thanks to all who do such a splendid
job of maintaining this meme.

Wednesday, January 04, 2017

Z is for Zuckerback

ABC Wednesday
January 4th, 2017
the letter is Z, for Zuckerback

Oh, I think, as I bring out my daily journal while I breakfast, - it is Wednesday, ABC Wednesday day, and the letter is Z - whatever will I write about this late in the game.

I open my Facebook to say Happy Birthday to a sweet granddaughter, and there is my answer.

Mark Zuckerback

One of the world's youngest billionaires
A computer programmer, entrepreneur and philanthropist

Five hundred million people participate in his creation, - Facebook..

How else would you know what your friends and family are doing at any given moment!!

The epitome of Marshall Mcluhan's quote

"The Media is the Message"

more Zs here at ABC Wednesday
with thanks to all who
create and maintain this
great meme.

Looking forward to A in the 20th round.

Thursday, December 29, 2016

This and that between celebrations

Thursday, December 29th, 2016

For a long time I have been quite dismayed that there is no public recognition of the Fairview Heights Irrigation District where as Veterans we turned 600 acres of dry sagebrush and grasses into a verdant orchard that stretches along the Cawston Bench, a veritable treasure of apples, soft fruit and grapes.

(Well, I wasn't a veteran, but we veteran's wives did our bit towards accomplishing this wonderful new community)

A few days ago I read that the Province of British Columbia Heritage Branch  was planning to add to their marvelous collection of signs marking historical spots, and I thought, "oh there, an opportunity to recognize these war veterans and the wonderful farmland community they established!!!".

I went to the site, filled out the submission (which must be done online) came to the end with my mouse on the submission button (I guess) - turned my head to check a point and when I looked back everything was disappearing from the screen, and all I saw in that flash was 'thank you for your submission' - nothing saved, no way to get the information back.  Did it go winging over space to the office of the Heritage Signs or did it disappear somewhere into that dark hole that sometimes swallows whole screens of information....  I will have to wait and see if I get an acknowledgement email....

In the meantime, back to my knitting!

I am making this mysterious scarf, the instructions for which were scribbled down on a spare bit of paper and whispered in my ear as we went to singing a few weeks ago.  The idea is to divide thirty stitches amongst three double pointed needles, join them and work two rows of ribbing.  Then increase in each stitch, knit a long, long tube that will go round your neck and shoulders, DROP ALL THE INCREASED STITCHES YOU ADDED WAY BACK AT THE BEGINNING, knit two rows of ribbing, cast off and then gently pull the knitting so the dropped stitches make their way down to the beginning and you are left with a lovely lacey scarf.....  I have about five inches to go before I can see the metamorphis!!!

Yesterday afternoon I settled down to knit in earnest.  I had two David Garrett DVDs to watch and listen to.  His "Legacy" is the one I like best, live in Baden Baden  with the National Philharmonic of Russia and ending with Beethoven's Concerto for Violin and Orchestra in D, - but Garrett's Rock Symphonics has the Adagio in G Minor which I find so moving, and he plays it so beautifully.  So I listened to them both and got to within the light at the end of the tunnel as the needles clacked along in plain knitting....

Still Christmassy here, but the New Year approaches
 and we have all those family birthdays coming up within the next two weeks!!!!

I will let you know how the scarf turns out.....

Monday, December 26, 2016


ABC Wednesday
December 28th, 2016
The letter is Y for Yuletide


 A period of celebration of a pre-Christian festival

 associated with the northern winter solstice,

 and later absorbed into the festival of Christmas.

One of the traditions of Christmas Eve -

Bringing in the Yule Log for the warmth and light of Christmas

and here is a Yuletide Carol with just slight variations
from that which you might find in a Christian hymnbook

Here we come a-wassailing among the leaves so green,
Here we go a-wandering, so fair to be seen!
Love and joy come to you, and to you good wassail, too,
All Gods bless you and send you a happy New year,
All Gods send you a happy New Year.

Originally the historical Germanic peoples

connected the Festival to the Wild Hunt

to the king, Odin,  and the pagan Anglo Saxon,  Modraiht

The Winter Solstice is still celebrated by many in these times.

Ring the Solstice Bells

For more Ys click here to visit
ABC Wednesday
with thanks to all who celebrate and help
with this thought provoking meme.

Tuesday, December 20, 2016

X for the joys of Xmas

ABC Wednesday
December 21st, 2016
The letter is X for Xmas

One of the joys the season brings is the
beautiful music that fills the air and
carries us along
through baking and wrapping 
and concerts and all those things
we keep busy with at Christmas time.

I had a dear friend who sang O Holy Night so beautifully,
each Christmas Eve,
and who was so well loved
by all our family 
that tears come
whenever we hear it sung.

Pavarotti comes second to my friend, - but close!

To all I wish a most joyous Christmas

and most especially to all those
who make this wonderful
meme available throughout the year.

More Xs here at ABC Wednesday.