Monday AMuse

To be posted VERY LOW on the refrigerator door - pet nose height.

Dear Dogs and Cats:

The dishes with the paw prints are yours and contain your food. The other dishes are mine and contain my food. Please note, placing a paw print in the middle of my plate and food does not stake a claim for it becoming your food and dish, nor do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.

The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack. Beating me to the bottom is not the object. Tripping me doesn't help because I fall faster than you can run.

I cannot buy anything bigger than a king sized bed. I am very sorry about this. Do not think I will continue sleeping on the couch to ensure your comfort. Dogs and cats can actually curl up in a ball when they sleep. It is not necessary to sleep perpendicular to each other stretched out to the fullest extent possible. I also know that sticking tails straight out and having tongues hanging out the other end to maximize space is nothing but sarcasm.

For the last time, there is no secret exit from the bathroom. If by some miracle I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it is not necessary to claw, whine, meow, try to turn the knob or get your paw under the edge and try to pull the door open. I must exit through the same door I entered. Also, I have been using the bathroom for years --canine or feline attendance is not required. The proper order is kiss me, then go smell the other dog or cat's butt. I cannot stress this enough!

To pacify you, my dear pets, I have posted the following message on our front door:

To All Non-Pet Owners Who Visit & Like to Complain About Our Pets:

1. They live here. You don't.
2. If you don't want their hair on your clothes, stay off the furniture. That's why they call it 'fur'niture.
3. I like my pets a lot better than I like most people.
4. To you, they are an animal. To me, he/she is an adopted son/daughter who is short, hairy, walks on all fours and doesn't speak clearly.

Remember: Dogs and cats are better than kids because they:

1. Eat less
2. Don't ask for money all the time
3. Are easier to train
4. Normally come when called
5. Never ask to drive the car
6. Don't hang out with drug-using friends
7. Don't smoke or drink
8. Don't have to buy the latest fashions
9. Don't want to wear your clothes
10. Don't need a gazillion dollars for college, and...
11. If they get pregnant, you can sell their children

SundayStills - landscape

Let's face it, the landscape isn't very lush at this time of year.
Dull, muddy browns and greys abound.



And, unfortunately, this is also a part of the landscape around here

It's a bit hard to see in this light, but that is the lake beyond.
The waterfront parkland will soon be filled in with another huge 9 storey condo building.
Sigh.

Photo Hunt - Hands

This week's photo hunt theme is "hands".
I didn't check the theme in time, and since my hands weren't doing anything interesting...
here are the hands of the newlyweds from the weddings I attended last summer (with more flower shots, because we all need more fresh blooms!)

freshly married hand


newly married hands

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My miniature garden...

first viewing

to be continued...

is pink a colour to love

If you were to ask me what is my least favourite colour, I would answer unhesitatingly: PINK.

And yet, this photo above shows some of my most favourite things.

(click on image to biggify)

Have a look at that tea cosy. It is more than a cosy, it is a tea duvet. Wouldn't any teapot be happy to be swaddled in such a lovely thing? As I was leaving an antique store, I spotted this and simply had to have it. I had been craving tea lately and this seemed to be the perfect thing to cheer up any dull dark winter's day. And cheering it is.

The mug is one I bought in Glasgow many years ago. It has a Mackintosh Rose on it and I am a sucker for anything with this rose. This small mug gives me a connection to my far away family in the UK as I have discovered, while poking around each of my cousin's kitchens over the years, that every one of them also has this same mug. For some reason this makes me smile (not least for the razzing I have taken because of my obsessive collecting of anything Charles Rennie Mackintosh).

This journal is not really pink - it is fuchsia. It says so on the label inside. It is so soft and pliable and lays flat when opened. A joy to touch and to write in. I went back and bought another for when this one is filled. I want to get back into handwriting my thoughts and plans. I take these thoughts with me when I go out wandering and end up at cafes or parks and need something portable and a little flashy (so I don't forget it as I have done before) and one cannot journal in just any notebook. A list can be written on anything. My life needs suppleness.

The pen is probably the most recognizable of the pinks. The Breast Cancer Awareness Pink. I normally feel a shudder at the bubblegum colour of it. But this little item is enough to remind me. Remind me of the one who gave it to me. Who is now 3 years free. I think of her every time I pick up the pen.

Monday AMuse

Sunday Stills - Lines

Today's Sunday Stills challenge was LINES.

My view is full of lines. Here is a closeup.

Burlington Canal Lift Bridge

There have been five different moveable bridges located on this site since 1830. The present bridge was opened in 1962 and carries two lanes of traffic across the canal. The canal, at the western edge of Lake Ontario, was among a series of waterway projects begun 200 years ago, to provide navigation from Lake Erie to the Atlantic Ocean. Today the Burlington Canal remains a busy waterway, although with the recent shutdown of Stelco by US Steel, it may be less busy.

The bridge structure is a tower driven, moveable bridge with a vertical lift of 110 feet. The navigation season usually runs from late March to late December, so any day now the first of the approximately 6500 vessels that will pass through will be appearing.

The underside of the bridge on a day with no traffic.

That's what the other bridge, the Burlington Skyway, right beside it is for.

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Photo Hunt Saturday - yellow

Today's PhotoHunt theme is yellow, and I found some yellow when I went to see a bit of Spring at Canada Blooms yesterday.

This little one was quite happy to play in the giant sandbox all by herself, pretty dress and all.

Maybe she'll grow up to one day create this


Here I will share my dream backyard sanctuary.



which will have a daffodil lined walkway
and plenty of my favourite spring flowers, tulips

can you smell the freesia? heavenly.


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how much fun is that

I was despairing of ever emerging from this deep, dark, dungeon I had dug myself into over the winter. My social life was suffering. All of my own doing, I must admit, as I couldn't find the energy or enthusiasm to do anything that involved getting dressed and heading outdoors. (unless I was getting paid)

Then, a couple of weeks ago, round about the time I was getting quite bored with my own company, my brother phones to tell me they are coming down for my birthday. This is a rare treat. In fact, I had given up inviting my family to visit, as it never happened. Not even when I moved to live nearer my brother in the hopes of more get-togethers before they moved out of town did they ever stop by. Never have they come just to see me. This meant a massive spring cleaning. Which was good in many ways. I feel so much better now in my less cluttered space, having frantically gotten rid of anything I couldn't find room for. Anyway, the visit came and went, they discovered for themselves that the 1 1/2 hour drive (in ideal conditions) is quite doable in a weekend (as it certainly was for me going the other way...) and are now making plans to come back for Easter and again in the summer. It took almost 12 years of living here. And the fact that now there are only us left and no parents to bind our visits.

Last week, I went to visit one of my mother's friends and had an interesting visit with her and next week it will be to see another of her friends who I know misses their nightly chats. This weekend I have the garden show, the Live at the Met opera at the cinema, then a dinner date to round it out. Then, on Thursday morning when I went into work, I saw a notice that I had won tickets to see Disney on Ice! Wonderful - well, you know how excited I get when I win a coffee, so this was a true over-the-moon-excitement. I have a friend who loves this sort of thing, so I told her she and her husband were invited and I would try to find a fourth for our night out. Things were really looking up for a socially exhausting weekend.

The notice said to contact my district manager to arrange to pick up the tickets. But there is a changeover in managers this month and the one I was directed to was on holidays, so I left a voicemail message. This morning (Friday morning) I went into work and the new manager was there meeting everyone. He had been on holidays (were both away?) and knew nothing about it, but there was an envelope in my mailslot. An envelope with four tickets to Disney on Ice. For Thursday night. Last night. How stupid is that?

It's a damn good thing at least the sun is shining today.
It's SPRING and I'm off to the Canada Blooms, to dream away my cares and woes.
Photos to follow. I promise.

lacing up

My hiking boots were needing some less bedraggled laces and I knew I had some in a junk drawer. So I dug them out and unleashed them from the package to discover they must have been about 8' long*. Really, I must either start reading the labels better, or get around to learning just how long a mm is (it's been over 30 years since we went metric, I've had the time, I'm sure...)

Not wanting to waste them, even if they did likely come from the dollar store, I set about figuring a way to use them. Without tripping over the ends. Somewhere in my bookmarks, I had a site for shoelace designs. Creativity was beckoning me. In small measures.

I am usually pretty lazy when it comes to lacing up my shoes, and can be quite dyslexic enough just with the usual criss cross - I have been known to cross criss halfway up. But these lacing patterns just look so cool, I thought I should challenge my dexterity.






for more interesting lacing patterns see sneaker freaker
these were my favourites.
*yes, I've been known to exaggerate