Margo…5

margo 5.jpg              As Margo aged her interests changed…

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This is my post for Thursday December 19th….

As Margo grew her interests changed.. She had wanted to play the guitar as she sang her songs.. By the age of eight Margo asked for her first guitar.. Dad took her to a well known music store… The owner of the store helped dad pick out the best guitar for Margo to start learning with… Dad also signed Margo up for lessons she would take at home… The owner, one of dad’s old class mates pulled down a guitar that was just right for Margo…. Margo was so super excited to have her first lesson… The lesson would be in a couple days, and Margo could hardly wait… Dad had shown Margo how to hold her guitar and how to strum it lightly… Dad used to play a guitar when he was in school, and he never forgot the basics.. Margo was so happy that her daddy was helping her…. To Margo her daddy knew everything, and he was her hero… As Margo was near her tenth birthday the guitar lessons she took had become almost like a second action for her… She was doing well in her school music class… She was singing with the choir and her voice was sweeter than ever… Margo received a solo part at a competition between area schools… Margo’s voice led the choir to the number one school choir in their area.. Now that they had won this competition they would be up against the winners of the whole province.. This competition was a big one, the prize for winning was a trip to Greece… Margo was determined to make sure their school won this competition for sure…


Margo had written a couple of songs so far… One of her songs was accepted by the choir for the competition… The song was about all the little children in the world… It told a story of sorrow, happiness and the love of others… While the song was being sang by Margo and the choir there was not a noise in the crowd… There were tears of joy mixed with sadness… Even the judges were taken to tears… Margret and William were beaming with pride as the first prize was given to the school choir… Margo had tears of joy, while the whole choir was hugging and laughing with pride… After Margo had written a song with such emotion she had a conviction to write songs from experience, and love… Some of her songs were very popular and could be heard by the local station… Margo would be an up coming star, but not till she was much older.. Mom and dad protected their little lady and encouraged her to write and sing as much as she wanted… They both had dreams of Margo getting her education for her future… 


Margo breezed through school, and was soon to graduate from public school… The next school year she would be on her way to high school… Margaret and William had a big pool party planned for all the graduation students and dinner with their parents and family… It was a gift to all the students that they knew so well… On the day of the graduation Margo looked so beautiful as she sang one of her songs to her graduation class and all the parents… Everyone was so proud of her and all the students…. 🙂 🙂 

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS… Have a wonderful weekend, and I will join you all for a few words on Monday December 23rd… :0:)

Margo… 3

margo 1.jpg                   Margo was very happy with her new life….

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This is my story for Tuesday December 17th…

Margo was starting a new life with loving parents, a big house, and a dog named Abet… Margo’s bedroom was not too big… Just big enough for Margo to run and dance around her bed… Her dad had made her a bed that hung from the ceiling of the room… Dad had said that as Margo got bigger he would make the bed higher off the floor… The bed was big so Margo had lots of room to roll around in it… There was a head and foot board, and special rails for each side of the bed so Margo would not fall out.. The bed would swing only a bit, as dad had secured it to the floor… Margo was a big girl with a big bed… There was pink on the walls… One wall was fuzzy, it felt good when Margo ran her fingers through the fuzzy.. Margo would often sit on the floor, reading her books and rest her back on the fuzzy wall… Margo had a house to play dolls in, a big ball to sit on and bounce around the house… The ball looked a lot like a fat pony… Margo gave horsy the name “tubs”… The top cover on her bed was light blue very soft and fuzzy… Her sheets had teddy bears on them, and Margo loved to go to bed… Unlike most little children… She loved when dad or mommy read her a happy story for good dreams…. You could see that Margo had her daddy wrapped around her little finger… 


Abet was Margo’s best friend… You could often watch the two of them running around the back yard… Abet would grab ‘tubs’ if Margo fell off… Abet would run away with the horsy once Margo got to her feet… Margo would tackle Abet, and the two of them would lay on the ground and look at the clouds… Margo would tell Abet all about the clouds and how fluffy they were… Abet was a big dog who was only three years old… He had soft hair, a cold nose, and loved to lick Margo’s face a lot… Mommy always said, Abet was giving Margo kisses cause he loved her… It was so true about the two of them and Abet would never let a stranger near Margo… Abet liked to lay on the Livingroom rug as Margo laid down beside him telling him stories… Margo had a great imagination, and Abet was just content watching her talk to him… They were buddies, and great pals… Margo was growing up, and so was Abet.. Margo was turning four and mom was having a party for her… Margo’s grand-parents, aunts and uncles, and some of her cousins were going to be there… Margo was super excited about her party… 


Daddy and Margo had gone out to the movies while mom was decorating the yard and house for Margo’s birthday… Margo had a hard time going to sleep the night before her party… Dad had read her two stories, but Margo was so excited that sleep did not come easy… Now she was at the movies with daddy and the party was the furthest thing from her mind… The Disney movie, Little Mermaid was her favorite…. Dad had seen the movie so often that he would sign the songs along with his daughter… Margo never even asked about the party while the movie was playing… But, as soon as the movie ended Margo was asking all kinds of questions about her birthday party.. Margo wanted dad to let Abet wear a party hat just like hers… As far as she was concerned it was Abets  birthday too… Dad assured her that Abet could wear a hat just like hers… Dad drove the long way home, just to give mom, grandma and grandpa time to finish the decorations… Margo drove daddy crazy asking when will we be there?? 🙂 🙂 

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

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.. 

quiet.png                  Night silence is like no other silence….

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…

IMG_5628.JPG           Decorated for Christmas…

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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.. 

 

IMG_5636.JPG      A Chihuahua for the tree topper…

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…

DSCN2799.JPG          Even in the snow…

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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… 

DSCN2797.JPG      The changing of seasons..

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.. 

DSCN2793.JPG    Still blooming after being dusted in snow…

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.. 🙂

DSCN2796.JPG      So pretty but bit by the snow fairy…

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 … 🙂 🙂

I have seen…

IMG_0570.JPG          Spider’s web, so delicate..

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This is my thoughts for Wednesday November 6th…

I have seen, the dew on the spider’s web on a cold crisp morning in October… I have seen the fields covered with fog, and the fog hanging on the trees.. This beauty of paradise right before my eyes.. I have walked those fields behind the plow.. I have seen boulders of all sizes, as my horse trudges along dragging the plow behind.. I have seen the wheat grow tall and fall in the winds that blow.. I have seen the trees with fruit for all to eat… I have seen the corn so tall that you can not see above it.. I have seen the bounty in the fall, as the leave turn colors from green to gold… I have seen the call of the wolf in the cold of a December night… I have heard the wind howl out my name in the darkness.. I have been here before…

DSCN2652 (3).JPG           Sister and brother…

I have seen the smile of a child and the love he has for his sister.. I have seen the interaction between a sister and brother… I have seen their joy.. I have seen a mother’s love, as she holds her child close.. I have witnessed the strong hands of a father gently leading his child through life.. I have seen the child tumble and fall, as it’s tiny feet take their first tiny steps.. I have seen the child grow tall and strong, as they grow older… I have seen a family hold their lives together as one.. I have witnessed the end of a life, as age takes them away… I have seen a son hold his father’s hand for the last time.. I have know the memories left behind… I have seen a new life being born, as an elder leaves this earth… I have seen….

DSCN1489.JPG             The moon behind the trees…

I have seen the darkness fall, as the moon peaks from behind the trees.. I have witnessed the rivers flowing to the seas, and the bubbling water from the ground… I have been in crowds of people who pass me by.. I have seen friends come and go in the blink of an eye.. I have seen the horses run free, and the whales travel the oceans blue.. I have held the sun in the palm of my hand.. I have howled loudly at the moon, as I see the sunrise come.. I have walked this planet from end to end, and still I wonder far and wide.. I have seen the unknow, I have faced the devil and held God’s hand.. I have given my heart to one man to protect forever… I have seen the world begin and I will seen the world end.. For I will see…

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS…  Take care, and be safe till we meet again..:) 🙂

 

 

Today’s wind…

windy day lady.png                           The winds blow…

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This is my chatter for today Tuesday November 5th…

Today the winds blew, and whistled through the cracks of the aging fence that surrounds me.. It’s sound was like the eerie creak on the boards of old crumbling barn floor.. The wind had done it’s best to take all the leaves off the trees.. The trees sit bare except for a couple along the street.. The skies had a grey tone to it.. The kind of color that made even the happiest person feel down.. Clouds piled on clouds filled the skies with a message of bad weather to come.. The wind is a powerful force.. This wind could knock over chairs, and anything not nailed down.. To walk in the wind today was chore taken by those that could fight the wind.. It was not a day for a senior to be out for a walk.. Blustery winds with a hint of cold.. Bone chilling cold.. The day rolled on much as it had started this day.. Just a, ‘I want to stay in bed’ kind of day..  I stayed inside as my to do list was pretty full..

laundry.jpgI had spent my Saturday attached to the stove and the washing machine.. The pile of laundry was growing.. Blankets and bedding were taking over the laundry room.. What was I to do but, put my nose to the grind stone and make it disappear.. I wondered where all the magicians were on that lovely day.. They would be able to wave their wand and all the laundry would be done.. For me there was no magic that could over come the mound of dirty laundry I had in front of me..  I took a deep breath and sorted piles of wash.. ‘Oh my god,’ I had eight loads that likely would take me the better part of the day.. I loaded one, and made my way to the kitchen.. ‘Darn’ I forgot to get the large cooking pots from the basement storage room.. I made my way down the stairs and returned to the kitchen with two large pots to cook in..

kitchen.jpgI gathered the vegetables that I would need to make chili and spaghetti sauces.. It will take me most of my day to have it ready by dinner time.. I sat at the dining room table and chopped up the wash vegetables I had gathered.. I had a case of mushrooms that had to be washed and cut up to go in the pots.. The onions and celery took a short amount of time to finish, but the mushrooms would take longer.. The meat was in the pot, and starting to cook on a medium heat.. I still had to get up and stir the pots every so many minutes.. I sure didn’t want this food to burn.. I added spices to the burger meat and stirred the pots again.. The smell of the spices and the garlic aromas filtered through the air..  I could not escape the smell that was making my stomach rumble loudly.. I continued to clean the mushrooms, and drain them on paper towels.. With a large mixing bowl in my hands, I made my way to the table.. 

vegies.jpgThe time had come to throw laundry into the dryer, and add a load to the washer.. I swear I went, what felt like 700 times down to the laundry.. Back up the stairs I trudged.. The pots needed stirring so that was my next move.. It takes a while to cook the meat properly, so I had time there.. The mushroom cutting was tedious, but the result were worth the time.. The running upstairs then downstairs became a repetitive, and my hips were starting to tell me that they had enough.. I added the tomato’s, and sauce.. It was time to put everything into the pots and let it cook on a low heat.. This was a big under taking that would make meals easier, when time was limited.. As I added each item I noticed the pots were getting very full.. It was time to get two more pots and lessen the amount in the large pots.. The stove I have is like most stoves and only has four burners to use.. Now, I had four pots.. Two of chili and two spaghetti sauce.. This batch was going to be a good one.. 

stirring.jpgAs the day went on the laundry started to disappear, and I felt pretty good.. My to do list was almost done.. The pots were doing just fine, and by six-thirty it was time to have dinner.. The chili was the best ever, and the spaghetti sauce was really tasty.. By the time the dishes were cleaned up and all the storage bowls and jars were filled, I got the time to sit down.. With a glass of wine and my feet up I felt content in my days work.. 🙂 🙂

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS.. Till later.. Be safe..:) 🙂

 

Day dreaming…

DSCN2555 (2).JPGThere is nothing like a walk in the woods…

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This is my blurb for Wednesday October 23rd…

There is nothing better than taking a quiet walk through the forest on a beautiful day.. It’s almost a calming experience.. You can hear the birds in the trees singing sweetly.. They watch as you pass by.. The sounds of the drying leaves under your feet crunching as your feet touch them.. The crack of a branch being broken.. The fear of what maybe watching you or even stalking you has your eyes scanning the trees and the forest floor.. Are they there? You will never know as they are experts at the skill of hiding.. The sound of a chipmunk as he signals your arrival to his friends.. If you keep your eyes on the forest floor you may even encounter one as he speeds by.. A fluffy bunny must have been startled by your load foot stepping sound.. Run, away Bunny… They don’t even look back till they are in their safe place..

 

DSCN2552 (2).JPGYour stalker maybe closer than you think…

Little nooks and crannies to hide in.. Look closely to if there is anything there.. The breeze blows lightly down the path you have chosen to walk.. A spark of sun light warms the chill of the shadows… The echo of voices on the wind.. You turn to see, and there is a large brown dog is heading right your way.. There are  people with smiles wide, that say their ‘hellos’ then walk ahead of you.. I can almost smell the musty odor of the forest floor, and the thriving moss on the fallen trees.. 

DSCN2554 (2).JPGFallen, decaying trees…

The fallen trees left to rot away on the forest floor, tell tales of the sacrifice they have made to the earth, small insects, and new trees that hide within the forest floor.. The bark which once was their coat, no longer protects from the rathe of mother nature.. This tree is now home to the smallest creatures that need it’s shelter… A life cycle that has taken the trees from birth to death.. 

DSCN2553 (2).JPGFungus on a fallen tree…

A fungus now uses this tree as it’s growing ground.. A place to display their colors and shapes.. Their beauty is one of splendor to those that stop to take a look.. Everything has a place and a time to grow.. In my mind I walk on towards the smell of water.. The smell of the fish that live in the water and wait for the next fishing trip to be taken.. I can see an opening ahead.. The blue sky and the sun light squint my eyes half way closed.. I feel a gust of warm breeze, as I move away from the darkness of the forest… The breeze flaps my undone jacket, and tousles the hair on your head away from your face.. 

DSCN2568 (2).JPGThe water at the shore of the lake..

The water along the shore reveals the content that lies beneath.. The sun lights the rippling water as it slowly moves with the waves.. Red and white stones, fallen branches submerged in their watery grave.. Silt and sand lightly cover them.. The water is cold to the touch.. Your mind stops you from merging further into the dangerous water.. As your eyes look further across the lake you see blue water and trees of different colors.. I’m in paradise, as I stand gazing at the beauty of this place.. 

DSCN2569 (2).JPGA fallen tree…

A tree has fallen into the cold chill of the lake.. The sun will bleach it white, and the wind will whistle through it’s branches.. This tree will decay in time, and become one with the water it lies in now.. Nature has away of returning that which came from the ground, and in the end will return to the ground.. 🙂  Be safe and take care of yourselves.. Till later.. I wish you all good fortune, and happiness… 🙂 🙂

gran driving red  lips (2).jpg MAGS..  Thanks for being a friend… 🙂 🙂

 

 

By the Lake…

DSCN2549.JPGThe day was the best, as we stood gazing at the lake…

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This is my blurb for Tuesday October 22nd…

We stood mesmerized by the way the bright sunlight sparkled on the calmly rippling water.. We could have stood there forever and enjoyed the still, stress re-leaving, calmness around us… We were immersed in the beauty that held us in it’s grip.. Mother Nature was showing off her beauty on this Fall day.. With her warm finger tips, she touched each tree, turning them to golds, reds, coppers, and yellows.. Our eyes took in the colors around us.. 

DSCN2563 (2).JPGEvery part of the lake drew us in to it’s beauty..

DSCN2517 (2).JPGThis was God’s country and we had a front row seat…

 

DSCN2533 (2).JPGSo much to see in such a large space…

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We have a sweet little Pug that has a mind of her own.. When she doesn’t want to do anything, or go near water she will plant her feet and not move.. We took a walk through the woods on a trail. Our Pug did really well until the walk back to the car came around.. Our sweet little Pug was done, pooped out, and dragging her little butt as she walked.. She would stop, rest up and then move on a bit further.. Needless to say the trek back to the car took longer than we had expected.. 

DSCN2525 (2).JPGThis photo shows just how beautiful the lake really is and how close we are to the water.. 

As you can see, our Pug is not going any closer to the water.. I guess the vastness of the body of water must have freaked her out.. She was ‘NOT’ going any closer to that water.. Her feet are planted firmly in one spot.. Her harness is being strained by the tension on the leash.. She is quite funny and we had some pretty good laughs over her stubbornness.. Even when I pick this photo to share with all of you I could not help but laugh again.. Each one of our pups have quirks all their own… All in all we enjoyed our time spent at the lake that day..:) 🙂

I will leave everyone with well wishes, and blessings for a good day on this Tuesday October 22nd.. Keep safe and help others when you can.. Till Wednesday, keep movin’ on.. 🙂 🙂

DSCN2570.JPGDiamonds in the water, created by the bright sun light…

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

 

 

 

 

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Pumpkin patch

DSCN2598 (2).JPG       We followed behind a long line of many others, as we entered the Pumpkin Patch..

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This is my tale of a day in the pumpkin patch for Monday October 21st…

DSCN2599 (2).JPGThe day was one of those beauty days we dream about in the fall.. The line to gain entrance to the pumpkin patch was long, but moved quickly.. The sea gulls could be seen against the blue sky, as they circled for any scraps of food they could find..

DSCN2601 (2).JPG       We passed sheep, goats and a Jersey cow.. There was chickens, ducks, geese and various other farm animals..

DSCN2609 (2).JPG   A beautifully colored Peacock watched us closely as we walked past him…

DSCN2610.JPGTom, the Turkey followed us as walked slowly past his enclosure.. He looked so sad… One thing for sure is that he missed Thanks Giving dinner…. 🙂

DSCN2665 (2).JPGParents kept their children close as they made their way to the next, Bouncy Castle, bike trails just for the little folks.. Large bails of hay lay in patterns that gave children and some adults a place to play on.. A sand box filled with construction toys made a great place to show a child’s skills at loading a dump truck full of dirt.. A corn maze gave families a time to figure out where the way out was.. There were places to jump, run, or just a good old hill to roll down in the cool grass.. 

DSCN2646 (2).JPG    Smiling faces peered threw cut out holes of hand painted scenes depicting the farm…

DSCN2619 (2).JPG     The faint sound of a train whistle draws your eyes to a packed train heading around a hill with various displays depicting scary, ghouls and haunted towns.. All reminding us that Halloween is getting closer…

DSCN2620 (2).JPG    In the distance I could see someone waving at all that passed by.. On further inspection, it was not a human, but a creature trying to scare us away.. We pushed forward passing by a haunted house that had very load banging going on inside in the pitch black… The sounds of people screaming could un-mistakably be heard as people ran from the darkness and into the light..

DSCN2615 (2).JPG    As we turned the corner behind the Haunted House.. There in front of us were people in cages.. In cages!!!! What was going on and were we the next to be trapped with the other people in the cages.. I stood still watching as the cage doors were opened and the people were set free.. These were the wagons that took us to the pumpkin patch.. I felt more at ease as we loaded up and were on our way.. Slowly we turned a corner, and could see… 

DSCN2708 (2).JPG   Horses grazing on blades of green grass.. They did not even seem to see us as we passed by.. 

DSCN2669 (2).JPG    A line of grave markers towered over the scattered bones of humans that were buried there.. The wolves must have dug them up and licked the bones till they were white…

DSCN2696.JPG    Hidden in the corn rows was a Saloon with men staring at us as we passed them by..

DSCN2675 (2).JPG   A large family entertained themselves, as the cook rustled up a mess of burgers to feed the hungry… The spiders climbed the walls of the shack to escape the heat of the grill.. We bounced along at a slow pace, looking for any other families…

DSCN2700 (2).JPG      We watched as a magic show, being performed for all who came to see the show…

DSCN2694 (2).JPG     A covenant of Witches, cast their spells our way as we sped past them…

DSCN2693.JPG    This fellow in the corn stood watching over us as we got off the wagon… This was the pumpkin patch we had all been waiting to see… 

DSCN2705 (2).JPG   A field of pumpkins lay before us as children ran here and there in the hunt for the perfect pumpkin… 

DSCN2679 (2).JPG       The hunt for the perfect pumpkin was a daunting task, that made the best of us tired…

DSCN2687 (2).JPG    People started to head back to the wagons to take their harvest home with them.. Cutting that perfect pumpkin was a creative adventure…

DSCN2711 (2).JPG    We stood in amazement at the small town someone had built in the grass.. This is only one of the many buildings placed in the design of an old west town…

We entered a well stocked gift shop and browsed around the many shelves and displays… Heading to our cars dragging our feet, we were done and proud of our pumpkins..

Thanks to everyone who came to read my words this Monday October 21st.. Election day in Canada.. Get out and vote for the future of your world, and leader who cares… 

I have decided to write my stories on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday for awhile due to over-load.. I will see you Tuesday.. Take care and be kind to others.. Have a wonderful Monday… 🙂 🙂 

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS… Thanks for being the person you are.. 🙂 🙂