No more second page..

I decided that I wasn't going to do a 2nd page, just putting on my paintings, etc. It was a pain, and really didn't work the way I thought it would. And so I shall just post my pictures here as I had in the beginning.

And so, here is another painting. I rather like it.

 

 

And my favourite shot out my window......

first real snow

that stayed.

Actually, there is a bit more on the ground today......just a bit more.

Tomorrow, the first day of December.........there must be lots of things for me to do.........
                         
                               and so.......................................................

                                              I'd better get thinking of what that

                                                                         just might be......

Christmas Luncheon for Seniors today at the church, and the Youth Group are collecting items for the local Food Bank.

That's all for now. Have a great day.

Brrrrr

I wrote an email to my island friend this morning, and that is what I said to her. BRRRRRRR. I hope that my body soon adjusts to this weather, or I shall be like a bear, and seek out a warm den to spend the winter.

I say to myself, you should go and get a few things from the store, and then I open the door, and immediately change my mind. I find I am going out only when it is absolutely necessary.
We have had rain, and cold winds, and unseasonal warm weather, with the rain., then cold, windy days. Today the wind is bitter. I would much sooner sit and paint, than brave the cold.

How does one talk themselves into going out when it is nasty. Now they are showing pictures on the tv news of the snow and snow squalls. Nice....... On the bright side the winds should be easing off tomorrow.

My Christmas card is off to the printers, so I shall have that back by the end of the month. I have painted a lot of things, and perhaps some of them will be presents. I always make little decorations for my choir and Bible Study group, and have made a good start on them.

On her blog www.emilypfreeman.com Chatting at the Sky, Emily has been an encouragement to me as far as renewing my desire to paint. Now I am painting, for my own pleasure, the crazy acrylic abstracts that I have always loved to do. I am enjoying it more than ever.
When I paint landscapes, I always compare myself to other painter's pictures which I like. I can't compare my abstracts, because they don't have to be exactly like anything else. Does that make sense? I also don't worry now (too much) whether I am making sense. I know what I mean...

I am also taking 10 minutes a day to just write. I receive daily prompts, and write on the topic given. It is not easy, but I am trying to keep up. I have missed one day, because I just couldn't come up with a story. I am just supposed to write, no re-reading, no correcting or scratching out and changing. When finished I put it away. At some point I will reread, but not for a while. It is a very interesting exercise, and I am enjoying it.

So my desk and cupboard are scattered with half finished items, paint bottles, brushes and palate lay waiting for me to get back to it. I used to be able to paint into the wee hours of the morning, but that was years ago. Now I have become something I never thought I would be, a morning person. Sadie is my alarm clock, and we are always up around six. So mornings have become my quiet time, my work time and my thinking time. Sometimes the thinking hurts my head so I try to think only good things if I can, though some mornings it is hard, especially if a dear friend is sick, or somewhere in the world a hurricane or a tsunami has flattened villages and devastated the lives of thousands.

And then there is the foolishness of our Canadian politics....well, I won't even go there........

Sadie and the fall trees, before the leaves all blew off

 

 

 

 

Dawn getting the last bins of juice apples ready to be picked up

 

I have surprised myself, as I reread this post.

I wrote that I was enjoying something twice.

Wonders never cease...

 

I guess this is all for now.

Be safe and stay warm.

Cheers!

Dreary November Sunday

Ah, November, what do I do with you. It seems to me, that you are a very dreary month, and you cannot decide what weather you will have from day to day. A few days ago, it rained all day, yet the temperature was warm. Yesterday, no rain, but the wind was ferocious, and chilled me to the bone.

And, as usual, it seems to me that the closer November 11th gets, the drearier your weather is.

This morning, our church held a Remembrance Service, before worship. We are one of the few communities that has its own cenotaph. I always find the remembrance day services so moving, especially the reading of the names of those from the community who fought and died in the wars. As I stood there, with my feet freezing, and snow falling on the gathering, I thought to myself, that as cold and uncomfortable as I was, it was nothing, compared to the exposure of our soldiers to the elements, and the horrible days they went through.

Perhaps it is good that the days of remembrance are dark and dreary, reflecting the hearts of many family members who lost fathers, mothers, grandfathers, grandmothers and today, sons and daughters, grandsons, and granddaughters.

The day is dark, windy and cold

We stand at the cenotaph

Shivering, with head bowed.

A moment of silence

in honour of those who fought and died.

Their days were dark, windy and cold,

their silence broken by the sounds of guns

and seeking safely in the muck and mud,

they hoped to see the morrow.

For some, this hope was not fulfilled,

as life blood poured out on the ground

and tomorrow never came.

Yes we should remember

those brave souls who fought and died,

and pray that the peace they died to save

will someday, with us abide,

That we might see tomorrow.

 

 

Lest We Forget