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Tag Archives: Parksville

Tending

 tending: caring for or looking after; giving one’s attention to So I’ve been tending. Tending to: time with friends; weeding, transplanting, and daydreaming in my yard; bike rides; practicing with my beloved piano; knitting (really enjoying making this Saroyan scarf — did you know it’s named for the character Dr Saroyan on Bones?); finding a special gift […]

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Currently, the Daffodils

The piano lessons have resumed but they sure aren’t easy. Nevertheless, I really do love the piano and sit with it each and every day. I hope one day to make her sound as beautiful as she deserves. She’s been incredibly patient with me through these lessons. Symbolism of the daffodil / narcissus: “Symbolizing rebirth […]

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walking gently through the world

walking gently through the world … I love making things for others. Homemade artisan bread – a photo book – natural bath salts – knitting a scarf – knitting a cowl – homemade napkins. Neighbours are beginning to open their garage doors, bring out their rakes and are poking about in their yards. Yesterday I […]

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Smiles and a Brass Rose

Observed along the way: She walks along the roadway, a clouded afternoon, the sea air warm for an early March day. Her smile contagious and given to her soul’s inner thoughts. A middle aged couple, chatting freely, the woman’s arms flitting in sync with her thoughts, he smiles knowingly. Another woman approaching briskly, head held […]

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mystery bag: an assortment of this n’ that

Now that the rhododendrons are threatening to pop open, I’m thinking how nice it would be to throw a brunch party — just like this — (well maybe for us ‘more mature’ gals)  just because, or maybe to celebrate something or another — spring perhaps. The other day I made enough homemade baked beans that, […]

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From soft winds to movie night

I can’t help but think of this quote when I see Pearl’s contented look and how the wind is ruffling her hair, “And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair”~ Kahlil Gibran. Not wanting to bore you all with my knitting, but […]

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