The August Break
August 13th, 2011

'A broken down sentinel'
the original picture taken by a
hiker/photographer in the hills
around Summerland.

We hung a few pictures today.

The picture of a Pathfinder Lancaster
guiding a crippled buddy home,
which reminds Charles of the day when
he and his crew, returning from an operation,
flew around and close by a
badly damaged ship until
they reached an emergency drome.

We hung some water colours
and my mother's petit point

Tomorrow I will put up a hook and hang the bewitching ball

and perhaps I will feel less in need of
the August Break.

The August Break
August  10th, 2011

My favourite rose

the Abraham Darby

one of the nicest of the David Austin apricot roses.

It has a strong fragrance 'somewhat fruity mixed with a traditional

old rose scent'  and I love it.

This one grows in the garden we have just left, but I plan to replace it in the new garden - soon!

ABC Wednesday

Here we are at the darling letter, D

D is for Dimple

At one time I was quite sure that the angels in charge of baby making bestowed dimples upon certain people in order to make them appealing, totally adorable and the most favoured of people.  Same for cleft chins!!!

However, Wikipedia now informs me that dimples may be caused by variations in the structure of the facial muscle known as zygomaticus major and that this bifid variation of the muscle originates as a single structure from the zygomatic bone which, as it travels anteriorly, then divides with a superior bundle that inserts in the typical position above the corner of the mouth.  An inferior bundle inserts below the corner of the mouth.

That most attractive cleft chin also has a structural origin, - it is a y-shaped fissure on the chin with an underlying bony peculiarity, apparently resulting from the incomplete fusion of the left and right halves of the jaw bone, or muscle, during the embyonal and fetal development.  Or it can develop over time, often because one half of the jaw is longer than the other, leading to facial asymmetry.

Or, for those who are into this kind of thing, the same result can be achieved by surgery!!!!!!!

So much for my angel theory, but however the dimple and the cleft chin are arrived at I still find them very sweet and feel that those who possess them have definitely an advantage over those of us who are bereft of such an appealing feature.....

Do not despair if you don't have dimples in your cheeks.

Perhaps you have Dimples of Venus, - not so apparent but equally bequiling.

For more daring and delightful Ds visit here at ABC Wednesday, with thanks to Mrs. Nesbitt and her dear helpers.

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Sunday, August 7th, 2011

I picked up my fancy cane with the butterflies on it, tucked my music into my carpet bag and while the air was still fresh and cool this morning I walked the half block to church.

  Across the street and down the sidewalk (we only have sidewalks on one side of the street) I tapped along, feeling rather unfamiliar with this walking aid as it is the first time I have used it since Charles bought it for me a couple of years ago.  I passed the long line of parked cars belonging to Catholic communicants attending 8.30 mass and crossed to the other side into the shade of the trees surrounding the Church where, I have to admit, parked cars were much less prevalent.  The Roman Catholics are staunch in their faith and customs, while we, half Anglican, half United Church, waver around from one tradition to another trying to find a way of worship acceptable to all.

What assists us more than anything is the sense of community and family and a true fondness for each other.

It was a lively service, - I had chosen hymns that were alive with rhythm and syncopation  - a fast paced version  of Psalm 24 based on an Israeli Folk Melody and arranged by John Ferguson, 'Lift up the Gates Eternal', - a real swinger.

And  'I the Lord of Sea and Sky' which the congregation loves and sings the refrain with great gusto - 'Here I am, Lord'!!!!!

We sang 'Praise the Lord with the Sound of Trumpets' which has some lovely bass vamping, and a new hymn that the congregation has taken to their hearts and voices, 'Jesus, You have come to the Lakeshore' which fitted in quite nicely with the story of Jesus walking on the water and calming the disciples in the midst of a storm, and Peter, brave in the faith which sustained him as he joined the Lord, but faltering and sinking when doubt assailed him.  And I thought how true that is of our everyday lives!!!

After a little time of conversation and coffee I swung along home with my butterfly stick, told Charles all the  little bits of news and gossip, - we had lunch, a small nap and then sat out in the shade on our little front lawn and enjoyed the birds and the people passing and each other's company.

A nice Sunday!