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14 April 2016
a rusty garden ...
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- a rusty garden - |
In my garden, a well-loved garden tool is a rusty tool.
While it may be wishful thinking I just felt that if I had somewhere to put all my gardening tools and gear away every fall that I could become an 'Organized Gardener' instead of a careless one. So, with this in mind, I had a little garden shed built.
Hallelujah, now all my gardening junk has a nice dry home for the winter.
In my wildest dreams, I am uber organized and neatly put all my tools away at the end of each and every gardening day but in reality I know this will probably never happen. At best, I hope that I can manage to get most, if not all, of my garden tools put away in the shed for the winter and not leave them buried somewhere in the garden.
- time will tell -
Either way, I love my new garden shed, it's not big but it's all mine! It's a mess right now because late last summer when it was finished being built I just threw everything in it for the winter.
Today, I will go and get it organized before I head out to the garden but before I do I want to share the DIY instructions for restoring your rusty tools.
Today, I will go and get it organized before I head out to the garden but before I do I want to share the DIY instructions for restoring your rusty tools.
Soak rusty tools in a weak vinegar solution.
- Remove them from the solution and wipe down with paper towel to dry them, then clean the rust off with steel wool.
- Heavily rusted blades may need a second soaking after the first layer of rust comes off.
'In the spring, at the end of the day,
you should smell like dirt.'
Margaret Atwood
Labels:
2016,
DIY Garden Tip,
Garden Shed,
Garden Tools,
My Garden,
Spring
08 April 2016
my constant grief
it is, I have decided, just luck
it is not destiny, not a gift
or divine intervention
i was just lucky
some are
some aren't
and like most things in life
it just is what it is
for some
grief comes much too early
and stains their life
forever a dingy white
for me
it came later in life
it came later in life
but still, i was not prepared
and it was, what it was
i could not change it
death came - into my life
cloaked in hushed voices
lowlights & soft touches
a last breath,
exhaled
over a sea of grief
there was no lifeboat,
no anchor or mainstay
and no chart
to see me safely through
'hold tight', i whispered
as grief's savage waves & fury
tossed me about
alone, lost in a sea of grief
and it was, what it was
i could not change it
death came - into my life
cloaked in hushed voices
lowlights & soft touches
a last breath,
exhaled
over a sea of grief
there was no lifeboat,
no anchor or mainstay
and no chart
to see me safely through
'hold tight', i whispered
as grief's savage waves & fury
tossed me about
alone, lost in a sea of grief
suspended
on the edge of time
was it for a second, a minute,
an eternity, i do not know
but now, a familiar state of emptiness
our grief - has become my familiar
and even as the harsh waves abate
and even as my grief finally settles
it is still near
It is always
my constant companion
.....
on the edge of time
was it for a second, a minute,
an eternity, i do not know
but now, a familiar state of emptiness
our grief - has become my familiar
and even as the harsh waves abate
and even as my grief finally settles
it is still near
It is always
my constant companion
.....
07 November 2015
Sounds I Love & Noises I Hate
the truth about sound is
it can be noisy
it isn't always
musical or soothing
often, it is
pushy
intrusive
threatening
noise, any kind of noise
is pure emotion
and it never travels alone
it is always accompanied
by a
memory
noisesoundloudquietnoisesoundsongmusicscreechnoisesoundloudband
sounds that
comfort
me
keys in door
he's home, safe
cats purring
contentment
baby giggles
happiness, joy
sewing machine
comfort, tradition, family
bird chirp & chatter
peace, tranquility
lawn mower
calm, placid, home
choir music
hope
falling water
endurance
dishwasher
order, control, completion
noisesoundloudquietnoisesoundsongmusicscreechnoisesoundloudband
everyday
noises that
disturb or sadden
me
whistling
revulsion, anger
slamming door
fear, dread, panic
yelling, ranting
broken, hurt, damaged
humming
hostility, disgust, fake forgiveness
static
irritation
loud footsteps
doom, anxiety, trapped
engine 'clicking'
irritation, defeat
whispers
paranoid, anxious, fearful
noisesoundloudquietnoisesoundsongmusicscreechnoisesoundloudband
the sounds of life
strung out along a musical staff
&
held together by a treble clef
often
overwhelm me
in the most beautiful way
possible
05 August 2015
nature's music
but interested
Nature's music is never over; her silences are pauses, not conclusions.
- Mary Webb -
one the greatest things about nature
is that it's free
all you have to do
is go outside
&
listen
~
20 July 2015
fear
i avoid it at all costs
meaning
i usually don't go, do, eat, drink or partake in anything that frightens me
...
i scare easily
i like safe
i like secure
i'm not much of a risk taker
i've always been
a
lukewarm, not-too-deep, not-too-fast, watch out for snakes, don't open the door to strangers
kinda girl
but
lately
yesterday, to be exact
i decided i was too old
to keep playing it safe
mine
has always been a
life half lived
it is a great life, don't get me wrong
but i've heard it said
that
yep
i've always lived right on the edge
of my comfy zone that is
never quite brave enough
to step
over it
but
now
i'm ready
to jump in head first
feet first
without over-thinking
questioning or second guessing
i'm just going to
throw caution to the wind
and
do the impossible
i will
i think
maybe
growing old
has made me braver
or maybe just a little
less cautious
either way
i'm ready
to look fear in the eye
and stare it down
because
the full force of
i avoid it at all costs
meaning
i usually don't go, do, eat, drink or partake in anything that frightens me
...
i scare easily
i like safe
i like secure
i'm not much of a risk taker
i've always been
a
lukewarm, not-too-deep, not-too-fast, watch out for snakes, don't open the door to strangers
kinda girl

...
i scare easily
i like safe
i like secure
i'm not much of a risk taker
i've always been
a
lukewarm, not-too-deep, not-too-fast, watch out for snakes, don't open the door to strangers
kinda girl

but
lately
yesterday, to be exact
lately
yesterday, to be exact
i decided i was too old
to keep playing it safe
mine
has always been a
life half lived
it is a great life, don't get me wrong
but i've heard it said
to keep playing it safe
mine
has always been a
life half lived
it is a great life, don't get me wrong
but i've heard it said
that
yep
i've always lived right on the edge
of my comfy zone that is
never quite brave enough
to step
over it
but
now
i'm ready
to jump in head first
feet first
without over-thinking
questioning or second guessing
i'm just going to
throw caution to the wind
and
do the impossible
i will

i've always lived right on the edge
of my comfy zone that is
never quite brave enough
to step
over it
but
now
i'm ready
to jump in head first
feet first
without over-thinking
questioning or second guessing
i'm just going to
throw caution to the wind
and
do the impossible
i will

i think
maybe
growing old
has made me braver
or maybe just a little
less cautious
either way
i'm ready
to look fear in the eye
and stare it down
because
maybe
growing old
has made me braver
or maybe just a little
less cautious
either way
i'm ready
to look fear in the eye
and stare it down
because
the full force of
10 fears i want to overcome & face before i die:
10 fears i want to overcome & face before i die:
- speak in public. because let's face it - speaking to a crowd of one in the bathroom mirror does not count
- eat Indian, Greek and Lebanese food without making a face, gagging or plugging my nose
- go on a vacation by myself for week - in another country
- learn the art of small talk - meet, smile & engage strangers in conversation
- give stinky cheese a fighting chance
- learn to speak in botanical latin and talk to my plants in their native tongue
- overcome my fear of heights & ride in a hot air balloon
- revisit and walk all the way through the roman catacombs this time and not giving in to fear and just hitting the gift shop
- stroll across the capilano suspension bridge, eyes wide open (tightly gripping the railing is allowed)
- learn sleep at home, alone, in the dark, without a cache of makeshift weaponry beside me & the door barricaded by piles of dirty laundry and luggage
and
to my daughter
Katy
you are smart
you are brave
and I love you
i wish you
godspeed
and
happy travels
06 July 2015
smile
and sleepless
onesheeptwosheepthreesheepfoursheepfivesheep
i
spent the night
digging around in old files
reminiscing
and
rediscovering
SMILEBOX
i'd haven't play with it in forever
and i'd forgotten how much fun it is
and
i was too busy strolling down
memory lane
to make a new one
so i decided to repost
an old one from long ago
smileboxsmileboxsmileboxsmileboxsmileboxsmilebox
i found this one
in the files
and it brought back
and it made me
smile
i still love it
and it brought back
and it made me
smile
i still love it
nothing feeds the soul
like great & wonderful memories
it was a beautiful day
spent with
wonderful friends
at an absolutely amazing garden
smilewalksharethebeautysmilewalksharethebeautysmilewalksharethebeauty
i simply love
to take pictures
of the beautiful places
i am lucky enough
to stroll through
and all the beautiful
nature i meet
along the way
WALKABOUT NO. 57
09.20.12
Bloedel Reserve
Therese, Patti & Nancy

like great & wonderful memories
it was a beautiful day
spent with
wonderful friends
at an absolutely amazing garden
smilewalksharethebeautysmilewalksharethebeautysmilewalksharethebeauty
i simply love
to take pictures
of the beautiful places
i am lucky enough
to stroll through
and all the beautiful
nature i meet
along the way
WALKABOUT NO. 57
09.20.12
Bloedel Reserve
Therese, Patti & Nancy

Labels:
2015,
Monday Afternoon Memories,
Smilebox,
Walkabout
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