Apple Blossoms

Apple Blossoms

Wednesday, July 1, 2015

Graduation Time

It has been a hectic few days, but now all the celebrations are over, except for the celebration of Canada Day today.  The hectic days refer to the high school graduation of my eldest granddaughter, and the middle school graduation of my youngest. One forgets how much goes into a high school graduation, what with prom, banquet and the actual graduation, and the multitude of pictures taken.
Not so much for the middle school, but still a big step in my L's life. Heading off to high school and lots of new adventures. For R it will mean moving away from home to begin University in the fall. Things will definitely be different for Mom and for Grammy.

It must be okay for a grandmother to fill up with pride in her girls, not just the graduates but also their Mom, and their Aunt H. Seeing them together, I just wanted to hold on to them so tight. They are so precious to me.

Life goes on, and each of "my girls" (which is what I call the four of them), have their own paths to take. The older ones are further along and have made their big life decisions. The younger ones are yet to see their future unfold. Lord bless them as they begin on their new paths.

Pictures in the orchard

Graduation Day
Both ceremonies were on the same day

All dressed up for the prom

It is a weary grandmother who now writes this. I am physically and emotionally drained, but such joy fills my heart. Soon these events will be but memories, but good ones I hope. A family gathering, parents and grandparents who want nothing more than a wonderful memory of two young ladies who have accomplished something special. I might add that they both graduated with honours.
The summer days will be filled with fun and adventure and work (on the farm) until September rolls in and a new stage begins.

Saturday, June 20, 2015

A Scary Place...

I am in the attic now, and I feel a little bit like Alice in Wonderland. I have a flash light since there is not an electric light in that dark and dank place. Boxes loom before me, and I fear I may fall into a "rabbit hole'. I feel a hundred eyes upon me, and I am relieved to find out that they belong to stuffed animals, not mice, though I know mice have visited the attic. They have carried bird seed up there to eat at their parties. I hope they are cute, like the mice in Cinderella. I'll let you know if I get an invite to their party, though all is quiet now..........I must gather my fearlessness and venture forth again.

Oh my aching back. Working in the attic is much harder than working in the basement. To carry on the analogy of my fictional friend Alice, the door I go through is much smaller than an ordinary door. And then because I am so big, I must bend over to extricate boxes from the attic to my room, which by the way was once part of the attic. There is no way I can just work in the attic, but have to pull out the boxes to go through them. Then, there is the part where I travel from the upstairs to the basement....with the bags of junk. If I was going to do it again, I would never save anything. And starting now I vow not to hoard.

A few days later........I am defeated. The scary place has wiped me out. I don't know how Alice got through all her adventures without taking a long vacation. Well, she was fictional, and maybe I am too, a figment of my own imagination. I have been spending too much time in the attic and the cobwebs have clogged my brain.

At this time my adventure in the attic has come to an end. My back just can't handle it. I think I have half of the Captain's family's stuff still in there.....but I can't move any more boxes.. H did say she'd help, so I am formally taking her up on the offer.

For now, the little door is closed for another season. I shall leave it to the mice, if I haven't disrupted their life style. (Wouldn't that be a wonder?)

A rabbit just ran by with a big alarm clock saying he was late for something. I am too! A cup of coffee. It's a good thing I am not a taker of heavy drink........... Hey, wait for me Rabbit!!!!

Saturday, June 13, 2015

Catching Up

     For eight days minimum, I struggled with cleaning up my basement. It has been a repository for everything that we didn't know where else to store it . Piles upon piles of boxes, old things which I hadn't seen for years, and of course the wet, mouldy stuff that had been through the various flood times. Box after box of stuff the Captain apparently thought would be useful 'sometime', but instead it lay wet and rusty and not good for anything. There were also quite a few cases of empties, quite a few! I would be embarrassed to say how many.

It took determination I didn't think I had, but finally it was done. Not perfect, but done, except for getting these boxes to the recycler. I knew this was a big burden and through the hours of cleaning my mind tried to decide how I was going to take all this stuff.

This is where a fantastic friend and neighbour steps, or rather drives into the picture, pulling a large trailer.  Sadie's friend L, his wife J and a friend of L's came to take care of my burden. A couple of hours later, my basement was empty of all the things that needed to go.

What do you say about friends who will stop the important things they are doing, to help another friend with a big mess. I just felt so overwhelmed with thankfulness. It is hard for me to ask for help, but I knew I couldn't do it on my own. L was ready and willing to help. He and J are like that. They are the kind of people who notice when something is not right and are there to lend a helping, caring, loving hand. Their children, now grown adults with families of their own are very much the same way. There are two loving, caring daughters, and one son. I might also say that L and his son M have been great helps to daughter D, and when the Captain was farming he too was a recipient of their help.

Sometimes, thank you just doesn't seem enough, though that is all they ever want. They help because they want to, because they are friends. I can not think of any way to express my thanks, other than a big hug and a sincere thank you. I get overwhelmed with their kindness, and I cry. That they would do for me because they care. Quality people. Quality friends. I'd adopt them if I could.

Today I have been doing odds and ends of things in the basement and the yard. I fear I may have overdone it with the basement, because I just can't seem to get up any sustained energy, and after only 15 minutes, I have to rest. If I sit on a stool, I can weed for longer but pushing the wheel barrow and carrying things just cause the back pain to grow. I am thankful that after I rest for a while I can go back to it, but oh how I wish I could do what I want without the pain. It would be a nice difference.

Of course when you work on one thing, the other things that need doing are left to do their own thing. Thus, my flower garden small though it is, has greened up with weeds. One weed is driving me crazy, and it isn't the dandelions. It is like an elastic strand, with leaves. I must see if I can find out what it is. I also want to take some pictures before I finish this post.

Just one picture now. Peonies are getting ready to bloom 
and iris I transplanted last year are blooming.
Garden is far too full, but it is the only place I have.

I'm off to see youngest granddaughter in her final choir concert.

It was rainy this morning but has turned into a beautiful day.

Be thankful for those special people
 that the Good Lord puts in your life.

Saturday, May 30, 2015

Apple Blossom Time in the Valley

It's that special time in our valley, when the orchards are beautiful in their dresses of blossoms. There is an Apple Blossom celebration this weekend, complete with princesses, a new Queen Annapolisa crowned, parades, fair grounds and lots more. People go on drives to observe the orchards in full bloom.

Yesterday, I thought I would take a little walk in the orchard to take a few pictures. I took a walking stick with me to help me along. (Good planning)

Starting out, I got a picture of  Dawn and gals setting off 
to work

This is what they are doing. All of the branches, save one have been
cut off these trees, and bud wood from another variety grafted on.

I stopped for a while to chat, (mostly to have a rest), then continued on.
I was feeling pretty good, and carried on to the end of this orchard.

This is the end of the one block looking toward another
section that goes further along. About this point, I figured I had
better turn around, as legs were starting to get weak and
going back would be uphill.

Oh Oh! Up hill! There would be a whole lot of 'rest stops'
before I got back to the girls. It is close to 1/3 mile from
the road to the end of this block. It felt like 3 miles by the
time I got back to the house.

Stopped by the pond going down and coming back to check out
tadpoles, but I didn't see our resident muskrats (2).

By this time I was beginning to wonder whether I had bitten off more than
I could chew, so to speak. Legs burning, and leaning more and more on
my stick buddy, I carried on.

Taking pictures was a great excuse to rest my legs.
Finally I was almost to the road.

Tired? Yes. Sore? Yes. Feeling accomplished? Yes.
I wasn't sure I could do it, but I managed. I'm a little slower today,
but am planning my next walk to another pond, a little
further away in another block. There is a beaver there who has
been chawing on some trees.

In the meantime, I am trying to do a bit of work around the house, and am
slowly but surely getting weeding and whacking done.

I'll end this post with a picture of the blossoms on the flowering crab 
on our front lawn. Bees are humming around it, of course....

....and a view of the orchard from the road facing the North Mountain..

Have a great weekend!

Tuesday, May 26, 2015

What a Weekend!

This past weekend, I was busier than I have been in a very long time. Now weary and a little sore, I know that I wouldn't have changed it for all the world.

Saturday, H came to pick me up and take me to Ironwood. I haven't been there for quite a while. The day was dreary, wet and very cold, but it didn't put a damper on my enjoyment. H & R's farm is such an amazing place, and I just wanted to soak it all in. Lambs, lambs and more lambs, and a few piggies thrown in for good measure, we slip-slapped through the rain to visit all the woolly creatures, and I couldn't get enough. When we got really cold, we nipped into the greenhouse, where the furnace was on for the plants. I took a lot of pictures, and will share a few of them.

Then, from the farm we went to Windsor, meeting up with Dawn and girls, and Eva, first to enjoy supper, and then to see "Drum", a wonderful show tracing the history of Nova Scotia, through the Mic Mac, the Acadians, the wars, and the deportation, and the settlement of the Loyalists and the black settlements.  Drumming played a main part in the whole program, along with music, singing and dance, and it was absolutely a fantastic evening. To top it all off the Nova Scotia Mass Choir sang for a half hour before Drum began. If you ever get a chance to hear them, they are super. They sang on CBC Radio one time with Meesha Brueggergosman a wonderful Canadian Soprano.
I was so wound up by the time I got home, and even though I was tired, I could not get to sleep for hours.
I actually slept in Sunday morning until 9am. Usually I'm up between 6-7 most days. I think I played alright in Church, at least no one complained.

Ironwood Farm

This is a little spring lamb, a little over a day old,
and still penned in with her mother, who isn't sure
she want to let the little one drink.

This little one is a couple of days old

One of my favourites, born Jan-Feb. You can see
how fast they grow

More of the winter lambs. They loved to be scratched
under their ears, and I could have done it all day. They 
have been weaned.

These are younger ones, not yet weaned, so are out
in the field with their mommas.

I took lots of pictures of the piggies, but they weren't
very co-operative. Liked the colour on this one. They are
pretty big.

This is a look from the pasture back toward the house and barns.

One of the greenhouses

And then.......on Sunday.....

Graduation pictures in the orchard......

With Gowns 

...and without

The photographer took around 500 pictures of R and C, along with siblings and parents. It
brought a tear to my old eyes to see these two young people at this very exciting and important time of their lives. So lovely. (The chair was a prop)

This is why the chair was in the orchard.
R wanted the view of the orchard and
the valley and mountain behind

The blossoms were not in full bloom but were beginning

And so I had a busy but absolutely
wonderful weekend.
Tiring, perhaps, but so worth it.

Monday, May 18, 2015

Sun and blue sky....Nice

Ahhhhh..... it's an absolutely beautiful day today, and I have been outside a few times this morning working in the little garden. There is so much of what I call quack grass, though I'm sure it has a proper name. It has roots that run all over the place, and when I am lucky I can pull up more than a foot of the stuff. That's when I am lucky. Most of the time it is one or two at a time. But gradually I am getting the garden spiffy, though my body needs a bit of a rest afterwards. Work a half hour, rest a half hour. That's the rule for fibro, but I get so engaged that I forget. It makes me sore but also gives me a feeling of accomplishment.

The Captain has gone off to the camp for a couple of days, and I laugh at myself when I check the clock to see what time it is.......I don't have to get lunch ready, or supper or whatever. I am not on the clock......nice! I even have bread on the go, though the bread maker is doing all the work. My goodness, I am so full of energy today I don't know what to do with myself. It is only noon!


Now it is Monday, Victoria Day in Canada, and it is another lovely day, after rain yesterday. The weekend was a little busy, and I didn't get any outdoor work done. I have done a bit this morning, but I swear that if you pull a weed and turn around three times, and look, there is another one to take its place. It a little hard on the old neck and back know, gotta keep going. 

This branch had to be cut off unfortunately. We are
having the house painted and it's too close to the wall.

.Getting there slowly but surely ......

The blossoms are blowing off. They don't last too long
especially when it is windy

These little beauties come up now every year.
I really like them.

I am so thankful that Spring has finally arrived. There is nothing like a time outside to
lift one's spirits, unless it is a time spent with special friends, and lots of hugs to go

Monday, May 11, 2015


Perhaps it is time to start blogging again. The urge has moved me to tap the keys and write. I have been doing a lot of thinking during the last few weeks, and my poor little brain is quite tired. Perhaps taking those floating words, and writing them down will give my brain a rest.

Yesterday was Mother's Day, and I enjoyed a wonderful time with my girls. We went out to lunch at a little restaurant called The Naked Crepe. Delicious! Filling! I love spending time with my two daughters and two granddaughters. They are such a blessing to me.

I have decided that I really need to concentrate on them, on my blessings, and not think about what could be if things were different. I have been looking at old photos of D and H, and then R and L. It is hard to believe that all those years have passed. I must have done something right to have such beautiful and loving daughters, to see them now as grown women, each with their own special gifts and personalities.

When you get to be my age, and  look back, sometimes I think, I should have done things differently, and I question decisions I made, and yet I know that I did my best at the time in each circumstance, with what I knew. You can't second guess yourself, and you can't change things now, you just have to keep moving forward. Life throws you a lot of curves, and you just have to get around them and look for the straight way ahead.

I am still missing, and will for a long time, my little Sadie. I still expect to see her sitting there beside me. But I am better, and smile when I look back at pictures of her adventures.

Spring has finally arrived...

The first bud on the magnolia tree.....

.....and more buds and blooms

I have spent some time painting rocks. When I don't want to think about other things
I paint. Black and white seemed to have been a theme.......

I do not know what I am going to do with these, but
painting them is good for the soul.


as I was going through some old pictures, I came across this one,
To explain, I used to do puppet shows and above is my puppet Floyd. He is
weird looking but I had a lot of fun with him entertaining children and
older folk. I put the photo on fb and was amazed at how many people remembered him
from their childhood. I look quite a bit younger of course, since this is about 25+ years ago.......
This picture was from our local paper....they must have done some sort of write up,
but I can't quite remember why. I used to go to the schools and libraries so maybe it
was about that. Or, perhaps it was about the fun baby shower my friends had for me, 
so that Floyd would have some clothes. What a riot. What a fun time.
It was long, long ago.......

Enough for today............

It is good to be back.......

Perhaps I will be more regular in my postings....