Monday, 31 July 2017

The Sun Sets on Seven Months of Stones

It is hard to believe seven months of stone stitching

has already gone by.

Three months are stitched together

and piles of another four months worth of stones

is waiting in the wings to be assembled.

Surely it is time.

Must get down to that job.

Softly brown

Could this one be sandstone I wonder?

Hints of pink

My new favourite colour!

Some rocks can be flat as a pancake, almost.

Broken in half perhaps.

Simple black beauty.

Jagged

Smoothly pale

It has been a breezy sunshiny day

and as I prepared to photograph on the deck

noticed how beautiful the stones were

with the sun shining through

I wandered around the garden

and found a branch.

One could say I am returning my stones to nature!

Stones dancing in dappled sunlight

The warmth of the sun on my shoulders

Calming

And so the sun set on another beautiful

summer day.

Saturday, 29 July 2017

When You're Not Quite Three.....

When you're not quite three.....

.....and you have a brand new baby sister

whom you adore.....

....you don't understand why you are not allowed

to squeeze he living daylights out of her, or.....

.....or shove one of those ear exam thingies

into her ears!

When you're not quite three only

Daddy can push you high enough

to nearly touch the sky.

When you're not quite three

it seems like a good idea to pile all your

toys on top of you.....

or gather the family outside on the porch

to have a party

as thunder and lightning

scared the living daylights out of your Grandma!

When you're not quite three

it is only natural to walk into Georgian Bay

to make sure

throwing stones is even more fun.

When you're not quite three

you are invincible

and think nothing of working out how to

climb a slide made for much bigger people and.....

.....swoosh down that slide, and

do it over and over again.

When you're not quite three

you join a soccer team.

Even younger than when your Daddy joined

way back in the day.

And you learn to listen to your coach

especially when he tells everyone to sit on their ball.

When you're not quite three

sliding down onto your Mommy seems like a good idea

and

life is just grand.

Wednesday, 26 July 2017

Stones of Summer

Think I have photographed the wrong side of this cutie!

Or perhaps the lighting was so bad that night that

I couldn't see so well.

We have had Handy Hubby's cousin visiting

in between being tourists we looked at some M-I-L paintings

thus this week's background.

Thanks for coming to our little corner of the world

Dianna and Mark.

This stone is surprisingly heavy.

Scraped by man?

My favourite this week

Speckled egg of a rock.

I am focussed on enjoying my summer days

It is hard to believe the days will

be shortening soon

and moving towards cooler shorter days.

Have a great creative day.

Wednesday, 19 July 2017

Steven's Day

On this day in 1994 we lost our son Steven

He was a young man studying art at OCAD
and full of plans for the future

As he drove to his summer job
he was hit by a car whose driver had fallen asleep at the wheel
Our Steven had no chance

On this day of memories this poem by Ron Tranmer often comes to mind

The Broken Chain

We little knew that day,
God was going to call your name.
In life we loved you dearly,
In death, we do the same.

It broke our hearts to lose you.
You did not go alone.
For part of us went with you,
The day God called you home.

You left us beautiful memories,
Your love is still our guide.
And although we cannot see you,
You are always at our side.

Our family chain is broken,
And nothing seems the same,
But as God calls us one by one,
The chain will link again.

We feel you around us all the time