Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Paint It Red
Have I ever mentioned
that my favourite colour is red?
Yup, it catches my eye enough
to always turn my head.
Whether it be
mushrooms bright upon a tree
Or a dragonfly's gaze
staring back at me
When I feel the wind whistling by
I know fairy brushes are hanging to dry
in the forest glen on this warm day
as they've been busy painting my world so gay
Monday, October 10, 2011
A Change in Plans
Mini Rock Hoppers |
I realize that it is Monday. I should have jetted off to Africa to continue my saga. I have left you hanging, as I climbed up into the cab of another truck. What happened next? Well... I feel bad about it, but you are going to have to wait a little longer to see. It can't be helped. I spent almost four hours driving home from my sister's house (in what should have been a two-hour drive). I am still sluggish with tryptophan from the turkey, plus from chasing those four delightful kids you see up there around. So I am pooped and am going to bed.
I apologize, but thought perhaps I would share a video from a band that I am going to be going to see this coming weekend with Me. Haven't seen a concert in a while and I am stoked! So here is a little Iron & Wine for you to enjoy. I will have to get some writing done later, but right now its bedtime. Happy Thanksgiving Canada! Happy Columbus Day US!
Hello pillows. I hear you calling! I am on my way...
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Saturday's Email of the Week: Happy (Canadian) Thanksgiving!
Saturday's Email of the Week |
I hope you all have a fabulous weekend and enjoy the fine weather. I leave you with a little humour to go out into your weekend with. Peace!
Sitting on the side of the highway waiting to catch speeding drivers, a Police Officer sees a car puttering along at 22 KPH.
Says he to himself: "This driver is just as dangerous as a speeder!" So he turns on his lights and pulls the driver over.
Approaching the car, he notices that there are five old ladies, two in the front seat and three in the back...wide eyed and white as ghosts.
The driver, obviously confused, says to him "Officer, I don't understand, I was doing exactly the speed limit! What seems to be the problem?"
"Ma'am," the officer replies, "you weren't speeding, but you should know that driving slower than the speed limit can also be a danger to other drivers."
"Slower than the speed limit? No sir, I was doing the speed limit exactly...twenty-two kilometers an hour!"...the old woman says a bit proudly.
The Police officer, trying to contain a chuckle explains to her that 22 is the highway number, not the speed limit.
A bit embarrassed, the woman grins and thanks the officer for pointing out her error.
"But before I let you go, Ma'am, I have to ask...Is everyone in this car OK? These women seem awfully shaken, and they haven't made a peep this whole time," the officer asks.
"Oh, they'll be all right in a minute officer. We just got off Highway189."
Says he to himself: "This driver is just as dangerous as a speeder!" So he turns on his lights and pulls the driver over.
Approaching the car, he notices that there are five old ladies, two in the front seat and three in the back...wide eyed and white as ghosts.
The driver, obviously confused, says to him "Officer, I don't understand, I was doing exactly the speed limit! What seems to be the problem?"
"Ma'am," the officer replies, "you weren't speeding, but you should know that driving slower than the speed limit can also be a danger to other drivers."
"Slower than the speed limit? No sir, I was doing the speed limit exactly...twenty-two kilometers an hour!"...the old woman says a bit proudly.
The Police officer, trying to contain a chuckle explains to her that 22 is the highway number, not the speed limit.
A bit embarrassed, the woman grins and thanks the officer for pointing out her error.
"But before I let you go, Ma'am, I have to ask...Is everyone in this car OK? These women seem awfully shaken, and they haven't made a peep this whole time," the officer asks.
"Oh, they'll be all right in a minute officer. We just got off Highway189."
Thursday, October 6, 2011
55 Words for Giving Thanks
Turkey
Hunting for you
Gobble, gobble, gob-
ble -ble -ble
GULP!
Ah…
Can’t
wait for my
Thanksgiving feast
When I get to
Flip the bird
Again
Stuffing
Moist, delicious
Stuffing, stuffing,
stuffing
To fill turkey
full
Dressing
~
Sunshine
Autumn days
Walking, laughing,
spinning
Children at merry play
Dancing, singing,
living
Family round
Smiles
~Thanks~
***
Well G-Man,
you can tell what I have on the brain already
Thanksgiving this weekend!
and I have a hankering on for some
TURKEY!
I shall be bringing
STUFFING
(Yum)
PICKLES
(that's why I make them don't you know!)
and PIE
(with apples that we gathered on our recent trip to the orchard)
God, I'm hungry now.
Maybe I will grab an apple while I wait.
Oh, my mixed bag of poetry
(think I have a little free verse/shaped, cinquain & diamante in there)
sums up to 55 words as well
in case you were wondering.
BOOK!!!!
What are you up to this weekend?
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
My "Fall" Garden
Can I just remark that it was a beautiful day in my neck of the woods today! The sun was shining bright and golden yellow in a cloudless sky, but that wasn't the only yellow thing to be found. Check out these hardy nasturtiums that just continue to blossom and thrive out in the yard. Beautiful, plus peppery good to eat, if you are so inclined. I love to look at them, but they are fun in a salad as well!
This here plant is also good in a salad, but a staple in the spaghetti pot as well. Anyone know what this pretty herb is called? While it has lost some of its pungency now that it is flowering, this hardy perenial is oregano! I started mine from a four inch pot and it is now competing with everything around it. If you need any, let me know! Divisions are always available!
Wow,
this colour surely lets you know what time of year it is.
The burning bush is starting to flame in the back yard,
so it's got to be Fall.
I really do love its vibrant red though
Don't you?
While you might not recognize this prickly specimen as it sits now, you have all heard of this plant too. In fact, I think I like it just as much in this state as when it waves its pink blooms in the late summer. Does echinacea ring a bell? If you don't recognize this brown beauty by that name, you have probably heard of purple cone flowers. Should be called spiky cone flowers, I'd say!
And with the feathery wisps of grasses delicately brushing the Autumn sky, I fear that the changing of the seasons cannot be ignored. Summer is now a distant memory. Winter's warnings have been in the air on a crisp morning or two already.
But today
I just had to get out
and enjoy the last few precious days of sunshine
in my garden
with my poor sick kitty in tow
I soaked up some sunshine
before winter winds
erase any memory
of summer days
and the great warm
outdoors
Oh, surprise!
with all those tempting temperatures
not much writing gone done today either.
Oops!
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