Addictive with no warning label

It should have come with an addictive warning label attached. BUT it didn’t and now here I am. I should be knee deep in Christmas sewing and doing good deeds and I am

#Sundaystills meets the 12 Festive BonBon’s

For several years I posted daily in December. My friend and I do an Kindness Advent Calendar and the posts tied into the activities. It was, I felt at the time, a chance to connect with readers and encourage them to see the season in a Kindness frame. It was fairly taxing pulling together a post every day along with the activities so this year I am switching things up. I am still committed to the Kindness Advent Calendar but I am attempting a multi blog challenge here with this one post that will cover “all bases”.

Engagingly Interesting?

I set out with good intentions and hadn’t thought at all about doing a social experiment. Certainly not one based on a false dichotomy but I guess that’s what I did!

Remembering Remembrance Day

The cold was inevitable even if we sheltered on the protected side of the street. The veterans marched down towards the Cenotaph with arms swinging. The Ladies Auxiliary followed behind which meant that my siblings and I were on our own. But we never chose this time to misbehave (that I can recall). The voices droned on but The Last Post always got my attention. The wreaths laid around the four corner stones engraved with names of places that meant nothing to me then; Vimy, Somme, Passchendal, Ypres.

Rock Bottom?

Like everyone else I had no concept that pandemics dragged on and on and on and on and on….

We all want “normal” back but I feel like we are a bloody long way from it. Like the health care workers I am discouraged at our lack of progress in managing this disease. Like 80% of people in my province I am ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTED at the leadership who only care about economic growth. I am saddened that the vaccination rates are SO SO SO SO low in huge parts of our province. I’ve given up emailing politicians. At this point it’s just keep a low profile, wear a mask (like seriously people it’s not bloody hard) and assess every last activity to ensure its not exposing those I love to risks that aren’t worth it.

The death toll climbs. The average age of deaths is dropping steadily. Pediatric patients are dying, children the age of my grandchildren. This has got to be rock bottom right?

Between Covid and climate change it really does feel like we are going to hell in a hand basket. It also feels like there is so little that one person can do to make a difference. Any one out there have a good ideas on how to stay positive in a time of such negativity? I could use a dose of silver lining about now.

Bernie

Today’s The Day

Today is the day that we all need to stop and think. Not about how thankful we are (although that is very important as well) but about how we are.

#SundayStills Falling for Fall

Time rushes madly on

Seasons change

Seconds tumble by

As the leaves rustle

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Such a short period but so pretty

Harvest beckons us all

Daylight shrinks

Moon glows amber

Calling geese

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Not a single edit. Find the geese formation?

Each day I do take time to stop and appreciate all that I have and am. Challenges continue to arise and Covid continues to throw its weight around in our area so we are keeping a low profile. I won’t say it’s a quiet life as harvest, teaching and family commitments have kept me busy. Blogging time has been very minimal and I am behind in reading other blog posts as well.

Hope all is well in your worlds. I hope to be back more regularly one of these fine days.

Bernie

If I had been on the ball last night I would have linked this to the #Sundaystills hosted by Terri again over at https://secondwindleisure.com/2021/09/26/sunday-stills-signs-of-autumn-spring/. Better late than never I guess!

Wordless Wednesday Walk

The setting, the company, the love, the joy. No words needed.

The nuts made me do it

It must have been the nuts. Usually my memory is not that clear… or perhaps I worked more than my share of Friday’s hence the clear look back. Whatever it was I remember and today I paid it forward 40 years later.

Thursday’s Crossroads

The crossroads sign can stop us and send us down a sunny dirt road and sometimes it’s just that. Occasionally a deer or moose can come out of no where and smack. It’s even possible for a tornado to pick up your vehicle. Sometimes the road literally falls away.