Margo…

Margo.jpg                  Margo, is the main character in this fictional story….

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This is the first part of my story for Wednesday December 11th…

 Jess, Margo’s birth mother was only thirteen when Margo was born.. There was no way Jess could raise a child, as she was just a child herself.. Her parents had talked to her many times, in the hopes that Jess would give Margo to the children’s aid… This way Margo could have a better life in a loving family… Jess, finally gave Margo up for adoption… The day when the trip to the children’s aid came along, Jess cried all day.. She loved Margo, but giving her up for adoption was best for her and Margo… Margo was placed on the adoption list as soon as she received a clean bill of health from a doctor…  


As the first year of Margo’s life unfolded, she was not adopted due to the high volume of babies that were up for adoption.. Margo was crawling on the floors, and mixing some walking into her crawling.. She was a friendly little girl who always wore a big bright smile.. Margo got a lot of attention from all the staff that came in contact with her each day.. Margo had begun to speak baby talk and by the time she was two, her vocabulary was way above average.. This could have been because of the staff, who always spoke her in clear sounding words… She had a lot of teachers in her early years, and that helped her become the young lady she was at the age of two… Not only did she have a great disposition, but she was as cute as a button.. Smart as whip, and she was a singer too.. Margo could always be found playing with her dolls and singing a lullaby to them… The staff often sang while they worked and she picked up the music she heard…


When Margo, was well into her second year, a nice couple named Margaret and William Peterson came to visit the adoption agency… They had found out over time that, having a child of their own was not in their future… They had been looking for a little boy for quite sometime… The Peterson’s were almost ready to give up their hope of finding a child to love… The agency had checked the Peterson’s and took the time to visit with them… They were very thorough when the checks were done… A police check was also done just incase the Peterson’s were child traffickers… Which they were not…  There were several trips to their home by the agency at unexpected times of the day… It had been several months before the Peterson’s were accepted by the agency…  Margaret was so excited and could barely wait for their visit on the following Friday… On the day of the visit to the children’s aid, William and Margaret were led to a room where they met the adoptable children… William was excited to meet the boys, and Margaret was really wanting a girl… 


The time to meet the children was so wonderful and the little ones were so sweet… The children came up to say hello and tell them their names… One by one the children spoke with William and Margaret… Margo was the only child that sat back from the rest of the children… She was acting shy for some reason, and it was not a  usual act for her… Margaret spotted Margo on a stool at the far side of the room… Margo has a pretty doll in her arms and rocking it while she sang a song so quietly.. Margaret said hello, and sat on the floor beside Margo… Margo stopped singing and gave Margaret a sweet little smile.. Margaret asked what her babies name was and Margo told her all about her doll… Margaret was in love a first sight, and wanted William to meet Margo right away… Margo grabbed Margaret’s hand and started to walk towards William.. Right away Margaret knew Margo would be their daughter, it was almost like Margo knew how Margaret was thinking…  Margo walked up to William and said hello with a big smile on her face… She hugged William, and William was hooked… 🙂 🙂 


Thursday I will be back with more on my story about a sweet little girl named Margo… 

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS…  Have a wonderful Wednesday when you get to it… 🙂 🙂

Snow flakes…

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This is my post for Tuesday December 10th…

Over this past weekend the snow flakes fell and covered the ground in a coat of puffy white.. The beauty of the white snow was over whelming… I could have stood at the door for hours and taken a million photos… Everything looks so new and pure… For days the snow fell, and the accumulation was enough to give the children a place to go sliding down hill… On one of those days when the snow blew so hard it looked a blizzard.. I happened to catch three children heading over to the ball field with sleighs in their hands.. There is a pretty good hill at the ball park…  I would imagine it’s big enough to give ya a great ride..

DSCN3679.JPG   Marks left by the squirrels as they dance over the snow…

It is nothing like some of the parks around here… There are ones that are steep, that will send a person speeding out of control … Standing at the top of the hill makes you wonder if you are going to come out of this alive… You stand there and watch the person in front of you as they start desending the hill… All you can hear are their blood curdling screams, as snow flies into their faces… They hang on tight to each other as they fly through the air… Their bodies detatch from the sleigh and they go flying through the air like rag dolls… Their arms and legs flailing through the air, as they land hard on the ground… Puffs of snow billow around them, where they lay still, with no sound… Are they alive?? The panick inside you now raises in your mind and you try to remove yourself from your sleigh… 

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It’s way too late to get away now.. Your freinds have already pushed you and your partner over the point of no return… The wind is now blasting your face with icy shards of pelting snow… It’s quite an experience once you have been pelted by icy snow… It’s something you will never forget… The speed starts to pick up and there is alot of loud sounds you can hear around you… Is it someone warning you of impeding danger??  You flip in and out of consiousness as you hear the voices heighten… Down and down you keep going, like a hampster on a tread mill.. Your eyes have been close tight for along time now, and you do not know what is coming next… You tighten your grip and breathe in the cold sharp air… When will this ever end?? 

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Your sleigh has hit something hard and you can feel your body being ejected into the freezing air… You feel like you are floating on a pillowy white cloud.. Reality is about to become your awakening point… It’s your voice that is screaming above your partner’s voice.. It was you all the time, as you let your fear out to be seen by all that watch… Then the real moment comes when the surface is no longer soft and inviting.. Flat on your back you bounce off the snow and come to a dead stop.. The pain flows through your body.. You have landed hard.. Hard enough to make reality come to life… You open your eyes as falling snow surrounds you.. A branch sits very close to your head.. Your body is distorted and out of order… 

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There is something wrong with the puzzle that once was your body… Your partner approaches you to assess your state… One of your legs was twisted where it was not before… Panic has now flown through your body… The pain is now part of the equation, as you try to move your left leg.. Your leg has been broken by your landing… paramedics are called to tend to your injuries… The trek up the hill is much better than the ride down the hill… At the top of the hill a crowd has drawn around to see what is happening… The police help to keep the crowds out of the way, as you crest the hill… The wind is cold and your body can feel the chill even more now… Once inside the ambulance it’s warmer, and the needle you received keeps you calm… The shock of the uneven roads does not cause you discomfort… The needle has taken care of the pain… Your partner is holding your hand and talking softly to you… 

DSCN3676.JPGThis little fella waited till I cleaned the feeder and put in fresh food..

It seems to be taking a longtime to get to the hospital, and soon you have arrived.. On a stretcher the doctor has you wheeled into a private room… The doctor has determined that you have a broken leg and surgery is needed as soon as possible… The doctor says that youwill no longer be going sleighing… This is a day that will not be forgotten… 🙂

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS…  Have have yourselves a very great day on Tuesday… 🙂 🙂

 

 

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What if…3

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Multiple babies born….

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This is my post for Thursday December 5th…

Things happen all the time, and usually are a pretty big surprise… “What if” Your wife was expecting, triplets… At the last visit to the doctors you were told that all babies where healthy and growing bigger… Okay, you are all prepared for three babies and all your families have been helping with the preparations for the births… As the days go by your wife keeps getting so big that walking is a chore for her…. The doctor says it’s all going well, and puts your wife on bed rest… It’s a week before the date of the births… The doctor books your wife into the hospital, and she is going to be induced the next morning… The nurses are all ready to take each child and take care of them… Kay your wife is brought into the operating room.. Kay will have caesarean births.. You have your armor on and you are sitting talking to your wife… The incision was made, and baby number 1 was a healthy girl… Baby 2 was a boy and baby 3 was a boy… Then the doctor keeps doing birth after birth.. The final baby was another girl.. You are blown away as the operating room becomes a flurry of nurses and doctors milling around.. You now have 7 babies… You give the family the news.. What are you going to do now?? You and Kay live with her parents, and room is what is going to be needed… What if mom and dad what to buy you a house for your new family… Would you want the house close to the relatives?? After all you will need all the help you can get… The births become a big event in your home town and all kinds of things are being given for the babies… The news paper has the big event on the front page.. Many people are ready to help when the babies come home.. Once the babies are at home, the house is filled with many people, and you and Kay can barely have time together… What would you do to have time together alone??? What if:  the family sends you away for a weekend, and Kay doesn’t want to go?? What would you do??? 

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What if: A scientist came on the television to tell the worlds population, that a meteor was heading straight for Earth… Also, the meteor impact is due in seven hours.. Would you try to get as far as you could away from the impact point?? Would you gather everyone you knew and take them with you?? The impact would set off a massive explosion that would be felt all around the world… The possibility of life being wiped off the surface of the planet was a definite… Would there be a safe place to go?? All Questions of what if:  There would be nothing that could be eaten, because of the explosion… Would you know where to look for water to drink?? What if: you came across a bomb shelter?? Would you move in there and hope for the best?? That would be a definite conundrum…. ‘What if’s’, can bring on just about anything, or any surprise… 🙂 🙂  Get ready for that which is out of your control…

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS… Everyone have a great weekend and the days leading up to that weekend…See you all on Tuesday next week.. Be safe  🙂 🙂

 

What if….

thinking 2.jpg         What if you were asked a question??

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This is my post for Tuesday December 3rd…

Well, the weekend is over and we have snow… I thank mother nature for the on and off blizzard conditions we had Sunday… The roads were crapy and slippery, but we did okay out there… I watched my grandson Saturday and had a blast.. He is growing so fast and he is funny… He has is very own laughing style which is as cute as ever.. Oh, and I’m not just saying that because he is my grandson.. Our dog Doo, followed him everywhere he went… She even turned him around once or twice.. She faced him off, and he turned right back where he came from.. She is so good with him… He even took a nap on papa’s chest… Actually they both took a nap… I thoroughly enjoyed every minute with him, and so did his papa… Here we are and December has hit us full force… I’m all worried that what I have to give is not enough… “I know” What ever I give should be okay… I know I can only give what my pension tells me I can afford… We are only 22 days away from Christmas day as of Tuesday… 🙁  Oh well… 

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This question has always crossed my mind a million times… The question is: “What if.”  I have many things I would wish for, and be thankful to get… But, those are wishes, wishes we all ask for.. “I wish to win the lotory.”But, I have no horse shoes, four leaf clovers, special spells,no coins for the wishing fountian, or potions that have ever made my wishes come true… I believe I am destine to be comfortable, in this life.. There will be no wishes granted, no special events, no large amount of money won… Grant you, I am thankful for that which I have and the people that surround me each day.. I am thankful for my family even if we have bumps that need to be climbed now and then.. I am thankful for my in-laws and the crazy they add to the crazy that already lives here each day… “You know” If I just won a large lotto just once, I could change the lives of many people that need the help… My plans have always been to give some of it away to sick kids, the SPCA, soup kitchens, homeless shelters, and to my family members who struggle each day.. “Ya sure” I can’t ever see that happening… So here I am wishing and hoping each day.. 🙂 🙂

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What if, we had our own small house  that would be owned by us… I would be no longer worry about and be afraid of rising rents, that just keep going up and up.. Eventually, we will be unable to stay where we live.. That will be a very sad day when we have to move away from here.. We are on our fifth year renting this home… Five years of familiar faces, same neighbours, and great summers in the gardens we have grown here… I know we can replant the gardens, and get to know new neighbours… The thing that makes me the saddest is how far away would we have to go to find a place that doesn’t eat up all our pension??? Plus, how far away would we be from our family members and familiarities that we grown to know??? Where is this place?? And will we be fortunate enough to be accepted ahead of all the others that are on the search for cheaper housing… I have my dogs and I will NOT give them up to live somewhere.. I did not do that to live here, there fore, I will not ever seperate from them…. WOOF WOOF…

There are plenty of “what if’s” in life, and I will talk more about this topic on Wednesday December 4th… Till then.. Be safe out there…. 🙂 🙂

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS…   Thanks for your smiling faces… 🙂 🙂

 

 

 

Darkness 3…

death.jpg                          There are other alternatives…..

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This is my post for Thursday November 28th…

This will be my last part of my post on the darkness, Depression and Suicide.. This is a very important topic as the topic comes to the fore front of the news, and other media agencies.. I, like many are hoping that the awareness of depression will draw out the people suffering, so they can get some help… These agencies are like an olive branch in a time of need.. The word is getting out to everyone, and Doctors are making attempts to help all they can.. But, like all things in this world, no one can be forced into finding the help and continuing with the help they have asked for… Sometimes, being safe behind that locked door is where most of us would rather hide… Not every body understands the security of silence, but I sure do…. I am safe inside out of sight to those who stare and whisper to others.. There are too many judgmental people that sneer and run you down when you’re not there… These people are cowards and will not belittle you to your face… It’s the bully in the school yard syndrome that we all carry in us.. 

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Drugs, guns, cutting, jumping out in front of vehicle on the road ways, jumping off bridges, structures, hanging, poison, and many others I have not listed.. These are the choices when it comes to ending all the pain and hurt.. “Yes.” This ends the pain the person suffers relentlessly for heaven knows how long… Little children have the advantage, for someone else will be getting them help… This continued help will drag their minds away from the darkness… Adults are their own helper they need to decide for their future… I know of many who try to over analyze their feelings to the point that they think their situation is hopeless… Negative thinking is a poison that deepens depression… Those that carry baggage also become depressed… The fact that it happened before is their handful of pills that returns them to the darkness.. Uncertainty will heighten their depression, and they will always fear a hurt that may not even be there… Fear is the enemy… Depression is not a friend… 

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Sadness is an emotion that loved ones feel when they find what has happen to someone they love… The feeling of “If I only noticed”  “If only I could have seen the signs”  “If I only knew what was happening.” The guilt they feel and the tears they cry for the one who has hidden away in the darkness… But, it is too late, for now they will find depression… A depression that is fueled by guilt, anger and emptiness for not seeing a love ones pain.. The nightmares that play over and over in front of their eyes…. The sight of your lifeless body, that just a few hours before was alive.. The blood, the pills, the note you left behind, the place you were found and the ending of your life will be in their memories forever… Friends will innocently ask how you are, without knowing you have chosen to take your own life.. The pain will once again remind your loved ones that you are gone… Never to be seen or talked to again.. Your family will bring flowers to your grave, never knowing the reason “Why.” I ask that, those who may read this and deal with depression… I want you to get help… “Now.”    🙁 🙁

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS… I wish you all a great weekend and the rest of the week… I will see you again, on Tuesday December 3rd… 🙂 🙂

Darkness 2…

darkness.jpg                           Living in the darkness…

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This is my post for Wednesday November 27th…

I started to talk about the darkness of depression.. The fear that lives within the dark.. Depression can be mild or severe, but no matter what, the condition know as depression is dangerous… The mild challenges a depressed person with every thought.. “Am I good enough?” “Why is my mates so mean to me?” “I must have done something wrong to them.” “Why do my parents not love me?” “I am a very bad child.” “Why and what did I do so badly?” These are just a few of the questions that are asked, by a person with depression.. The darkness they feel, brings them deeper and deeper into a place un-inhabitable by anyone… The only option they think they have is suicide… “If I was to die, then all the pain will be gone, and I won’t hurt anymore.” So sad…. 🙁  To the people that love them, suicide is not an option… Most times, all the love in the world is not enough… 

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Statistics show us that in 2019 there were approximately 11 people die by suicide each day… :O  Approximately 4,000 deaths are by suicide per year… Those totals alone are unbelievable, and that is just in the age group of 45-59 years of age… Then there is age groups 15-34  who are young people and adults.. Men have a 3x higher rate then women..  This total does not count indigenous, veterans, homeless, and countless others.. It’s staggering when you look at the stats, and actually see the numbers in front of you.. This is a world of the internet highway.. Bullying can be done by those who just have nothing better to do than to beat another person down… The internet is a great place to gain knowledge, and that’s all fine and dandy… But, there is always the bad apples in the bunch that make a great thing a predator’s haven… “Why must these mean people hurt and drive any person down?” You know the wrong part of all of that is, the people who drive someone to death… They never feel remorse for what they have done… I’m happy I am not one of those rotten humans… “Why hurt others?”

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This epidemic has grown by leaps and bounds over the years… The depressed person is not a coward, and it takes all the courage they have to kill themselves.. It’s their only way out of the darkness, at least that is how the depressed person sees it… ::  I will continue with the last part of my post on Thursday.. Till then have a wonderful Wednesday, and let’s work towards helping those with depression… 

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS… Be safe, and hug your love ones often… 🙂 🙂

Silence…

no noise.png                     In the silence I sit in peace….

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This is my post for Wednesday November 20th…

I sit here in the silence that fills this room.. The sound of the furnace chasing away the chill in the room, leaves me with a cozy feeling.. The old furnace has been a faith full companion for the time we have lived here.. Without the furnace I would be cuddled up in layer after layer of clothing and blankets.. The silence here gives me time to think over my actions of the days that have past.. I can hear the settling of the house that surrounds me.. The forever creaking and moaning of it’s timbers.. My mind wonders to many different places during this time of silence.. The surrounding world moves on in it’s rituals of life.. I enjoy the silence as it gives me the time to reflect.. I crave this silence at times, as it is an escape from reality.. The pending thoughts of the day are put at rest in this silent place.. I need not worry, nor think of what’s for dinner… I have time to rest from my rituals of the day.. I am calm and relaxed in these moments, minutes, or even hours.. For, they are my time away..

silence.png                    The voice of silence is one of relaxation…

I tap loudly on the keys of this laptop.. Keys that help me capture the words that fill the spaces in this place.. The noise of barking dogs as voices become louder… Talking over the noise that continues.. The television blaring so loudly that the people outside can share the content they can only envision.. The sounds from outside… A car spinning it’s wheels in the hopes of escaping the grip of the wet snow that surrounds them… The sounds of voices, voices I don not know nor do I wish to know in my silence… The furnace hums on, as the door is left open to the cold.. The voices that surround me as family meet to share my silent place.. The chatter and laughter are like music to my ears… For, only I wish to have those voices fill the spaces in my silent place… The company has left… The dogs no longer bark, and the television is silent.. The dogs lay sleeping in their cozy beds with covers over their heads… Father is asleep, on the sofa surrounded in warm inviting blankets.. I too wish to feel those blankets surround me in comfort, so I may drift away as others have before me.. I look around at all that has been left behind… The mess will be there after I indulge in the warmth of these cozy blankets… The silence is soothing to my rattled nerves… I drift away into a world of sleep and silence.. 

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This day has drifted into night… The mess has all but disappeared… I am free from the rituals of my day.. I have watched as much television as my brain can handle… I am in search of a place to sleep… A place where my feather filled comforter awaits me.. I climb the stairs to my room, and once there I cuddle under the warmth of this comforter.. The chill will not find me, only the silence of sleep is welcomed here.. I take a deep breath in and feel my body sink into the bed around me.. For, now I am one with this silent place.. As I drift away, my mind has other plans for me… Thoughts crash into my space and fill my head with nagging questions and solutions to problems unsolved.. I roll  to my side in the hopes that the thoughts will not follow.. I turn again as a  flood of unsolved problems roll over me… I resist the calling of those questions and turn once more… I can not escape… Where has my silence gone?? I lay in the darkness letting the thoughts take over my sleep.. This night is long as I do my best to not answer the questions in my mind, and the sights I see when I close my eyes.. Finally, after hours of no sleep the silence comes to rescue me…  I dwell in silence till the morning light finds me tired and unable to face the day… Come again my friend, for you are welcomed… My silence… 🙂

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS… Till Thursday.. Well wishes to all.. 🙂 🙂

Decorated…

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This is my post for Tuesday November 19th…

Well, the weekend has come and gone.. We are now into another week of  expected snow and rising temperatures… The snow that fell today,(Monday) was wet and heavy, and now the snow is melting slowly away.. Today, I had seven Doves in my backyard and on the porch looking for something to eat.. Before, they were on the ground they had all been sitting side by side on a branch of the maple tree in the yard.. It was cool to see all them lined up together… It was sight you don’t see very often.. I had a grey squirrel, that we see seldom.. He was hogging all the food in the feeder just for himself.. That little devil.. I ended up putting bird food out a second time later in the day.. It seemed like all the Dove’s were happy for the second helping.. 

 

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We have our Christmas tree up, and on the internet there are many people showing off their trees too… Ours is small, but it satisfies both of us.. There are many of the usual decorations we use each year, as many of us do… We put a Chihuahua on the top of the tree instead of the usual angel or star.. The reason behind our tree topper is that we have two Chihuahuas that our the babies of the house.. I don’t know about anyone else, but I find that I have certain ones that mean something special to me… I hope you have favorites too… I have several photos of the ones I like, and I will try to explain why I like them…

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These two little ornaments are cute, and mean a lot to me and my husband.. These were made by Doug sister Wanda.. She made them in the likeness of my hubby and I.. You can see how they look just like us…  They are in memory of the passing of Mom… They have the breast cancer symbol on the front of them… I think you can see the symbol… 

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The next three ornaments are precious to the both of us.. The ornaments of the Santa couple remind us of ourselves.. The minute my hubby seen them he said they looked just like us when we get older.. We were a bit younger then, and could move a lot faster without it hurting…  The Lamp Leg was from the Christmas movie we see each year in the month of December… A Christmas Story.. In the movie Dad has the award delivered to his home.. The anticipation was driving everyone crazy, as Dad torn into that wooden box.. The look on Mom’s face was priceless.. The way she tried to keep the Leg Lamp out of the front room window was honorable… Dad went outside to let the world know his award was displayed in the window.. We had been on the look out for the ornament for a span of time, and we finally found one.. 

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The Nutcrackers are an ornament that I seem to be drawn to, and just love the colors they display… 

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The drummer boy is another favorite of mine.. He reminds me of the Little Drummer Boy…

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I found these two ornaments in an Auction… These are not just cute little mice, but they are bells.. Which you don’t come across everyday.. They look to be quite old.. I like them…

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This the tree topper we are using this year… My sweet husband bought this for me on the weekend.. He knows how much I love anything that is Chihuahua or Pug… Those are the dogs we have… 

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This is a very welly decorated ornament that I came across a couple years ago.. The beads are so beautiful… Who ever did this ornament has some pretty good imagination and talent…

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Last, and the most prized part of my ornaments.. This piece is hand blown glass that has been etched with a most interesting design.. It is so pretty and I believe it is very old.. It reminds me of the ornaments Grandma had on her Christmas tree when I was a young girl… I hope you have enjoyed a few of my very favorite tree decorations…

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS… Till Wednesday.. Be safe… 🙂 🙂

It’s here…

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This is my chatter for Thursday November 7th…

Last night while I slept… The snow fairy crept into my yard and sprinkled snow on my flowers.. The darn fairy forgot to turn up the heat and two of my potted flower’s gave up the ghost.. I really don’t like it when the snow fairy shows up.. The wind cools down, and freezes your nose and your toes.. Outer wear becomes heavier as the cold moves in.. We dress in layer upon layer of fleecy warm garments.. Wool socks combined with heat packets tucked inside our boots.. Gloves so fuzzy that you can’t even open the car door.. The snow fairy is a pain in the arthritis.. She makes each step seem like you’ve traveled a mile or two.. And closing your hands around a hot mug of hot chocolate is vertually imposibble… Give me a straw.. Oh, and the ice the fairy is an enemy of the arthritic senior… 

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On the news tonight I saw a young man standing by his first snowman of this season.. He looked so proud, and happy to have his picture put on television.. I love the joy that children have as they play in mounds of white puffy snow.. The smiles that beam from their faces as the race down the hill hanging on tightly to their sleigh… Flying high over bumps that have found their way onto the hill.. Laughter, and shouts of joy emit from their boundless energy.. My brother and I used to hold on tight to each other as our wooden toboggan raced down the hill at the speed of light.. Snow flew into our faces as we hit puffy patches of piled snow.. It was a great time had by both of us and my Aunt Ruthie.. Our little black dog would run beside the toboggan and try to pull off our boots.. Once we came to a stop, there was snow riddled with bodies and a dog licking faces our faces as we laughed.. The only thing that did not stop was the toboggan, as it traveled another few more feet.. 

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I recently made a trip to the dollar store… The shelves were being filled with Christmas decorations of assorted colors.. There were an a ray of gifts for anyone at Christmas.. The toy shelves in Walmart were stocked with pretty well any kind toy a child could want.. The flyers each week are advertizing this and that for your loved ones at Christmas.. I reolize that it is nearing the season of giving and I am stressing already.. The amount of money people spend during this season is astronomical.. Unfortunately, my wallet is not so full of money.. I have always been a giver, and having to scale down on the giving leaves me feeling sad.. We are in need of a new Christmas tree this year, as our old one had seen better days.. It was very old and falling apart.. I have lots of nice ornaments, and have no need to replace them with the newer styles… Most of them hold memories of Christmas’s past.. 🙂

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As the weather gets colder and the snow fairy dusts us with more snow.. I wish everyone a safe place inside, and a warm place to sleep.. I wish you good fortune and happiness.. Till Tuesday next week, enjoy your time with family and freinds.. 🙂 🙂

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS… Thanks for joining me … 🙂 🙂

Spooky day…

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This is my story for Thursday October 31st.. Halloween..

This is an exciting day, filled with anxious energy… The night of spooky things, goblens, and creatures that go bump in the night.. This school day is none like no other.. Children parade down the halls and around the school showing off their costumes.. Everyone is anticipating the announcement from the office on the best costume of the day.. Their smiles, and giggles echo in the hall ways, as they make their way back to their classes.. The verdict will be in soon, and someone will be crowned the winner.. Meanwhile in their classrooms a party is going on.. Masks have been removed and the students have returned.. Their smiling faces and their endless energy is only a sample of what awaits the parents in the evening hours.. There is endless chatter coming from each classroom in schools all over the world.. Teachers dressed in costume of old and new… Teachers do their best attemept to gain silence.. 

IMG_4535 (3).JPG       Waiting and wondering what comes next…

The snacks have been put out on a large table, and the punch is waiting to be served.. A large bowl of candy has the attention of several students.. The scence has been set for the party to begin.. Instructions on the party rules have been said, and now the party begins.. Snacks are devoured by what seems to be hungry children.. The games begin, will the apple bobbing fun be topped by a winner.. Clean towels await the dripping faces of the contestance.. I wonder who will be the one to bite that apple and claim the prize?? 

DSC_0488.JPG   Houses get ready for the children who soon will be there..

DSC_0508.JPGHomes are dressed with spiders, webs, scary creatures, and not so scary ones..

DSC_0511.JPGThe reaper waits for the souls that he will steal this night.. The souls of frightened children..

There is no time to wait.. Soon the streets will be crawling with creatures of all kinds.. The classrooms are filled with echoed  voices.. There comes a bell, and everyone holds their breath.. The words come from a vanpire that has taken over the office, to the children’s delight.. The winner is announced, while long sighs are all that can be heard.. The staff is well trained, and awaiting their cues on what comes next.. The classrooms are cleaned up by all, and the last bell is soon to ring.. The day will be done and the parents will take over.. The excitement is high as the children head home.. The teachers have done their job well, and pitty the parents as their time is about to begin.. Ghost’s hang from trees, as darkness creaps in..

puzzled.jpgThe children sit in nervous tension, as they wait for the right time..

Scary faces are all ready to answer their doors, to the echo of ‘Trick or Treaters’ .. The time will come, and the fun will begin..

DSC_0221.JPG        Waiting and watching..

DSC_0179.JPG    Scary faces everywhere…

DSC_0019.JPG         The old crooked trees waits in silence…

DSC_0001.JPG     The mummy in his coffin waits for the fun to begin…

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      A monster is seen trying to get in a house…

DSC_0401.JPG         This scary person just sits and watches…

DSC_0463.JPGA covenent of witches wait in the fog of the night, as ghosts dance over their heads…

The time is near and the witching hour is moments away.. The children are ready, and the gate is officianlly open.. Halloween Night has begun.. The streets are busy with parents and children hurrying from house to house.. The bounty of candy is waiting for  all of them this night.. The ability to keep candy away from their mouths is sometimes uncontrolable.. The sacks get heavy and the legs get tired.. The time to go home must be near..

20180313_232601873_iOS.jpg     I wait by my gate for ‘Trick or Treaters’ to arrive….

Yes, that is me as a witch.. Halloween is my time of the year.. I hear whispers as children walk away.. A witch lives in that house.. Did you not see??  She looked straight at me…

To all those parents out in the cold, I wish you a ‘Happy Halloween Night’…  🙂 🙂 

20180313_232601873_iOS.jpg  MAGS.. Thanks for stopping by.. See you all on Tuesday next week… 🙂 🙂  Be safe