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Wednesday, 28 June 2017

Communication

Communication is a funny thing isn't it?   We know what we mean but what we say doesn't always represent what we mean.   For example, your spouse enters the room rubbing his eyes and you say, "Have a good night dear?" when what you really mean is, why couldn't he stay in bed for another hour and give me a little time to myself.  He responds with, "Oh yes, I had a lovely night.  How about you?"  all the while thinking, thank God she made it through the night or I'd have to make my own coffee.  As I hobble toward the door of the department store a young woman holds the door open for me.  I thank her and she says, "You're quite welcome."  What she really means is, old lady I'd carry you in the store if it meant you'd be out of my way faster.  As the cleaning lady is leaving with your precious dollars in her purse you tell how lovely and clean the place smells but deep down inside you are thinking, "That spider web has been in the downstairs bathroom for two weeks now and you haven't been anywhere near it."  She smiles and says, "Always a pleasure to clean here..you keep it so neat and tidy." while her inner self is saying, "Oh yes, it smells good.  A little liquid cleaner swiped over a counter or two and even a pig pen would smell better and if you think I'm going to stand on a ladder to get that friggin' spider web you've got another think coming. " Your darling child calls just to see how you are and what you have planned for the day.  She really wants to know if you are free to take her somewhere.  You respond with, "Oh gosh...what aren't we doing today?  So many errands to run and jobs to do."  The evil genius on your shoulder grumbles in your ear, "You know darn well what she wants so you'd better have your ducks in a row if you don't want to be in the car all day."
You get the idea.  Say one thing, mean another.  It takes a while of knowing a person before you can decode the correct message.  It's probably best to just take what people say as actual fact and get on with life.  If we knew what their message really was.....

Tuesday, 27 June 2017

My Wish For You

Last night the hubs toddled off to bed and left me in the living room watching a show about the wonderful places to eat in Paris, France.   When the show ended I turned off the TV and the light and sat in the dark for a while.  The window was open and the cool air rushing in felt like cool silk against my arms.  Wafting in on the breeze were the night sounds of the city; the murmur of voices, the swish of traffic on a nearby main artery, the rustle of leaves, the sleepy chirp of a bird settling in for the night and the faraway voice of a dog protecting its property from who knows what.  After a bit, I got up and closed the living room windows and checked the door, wandered out into the dark kitchen and watched two young rabbits dash across the yard when I closed the kitchen window.  I stood for a moment enjoying the twinkle of solar lights up and down the street and the warm glow of porch lights.  It was so peaceful.  I felt so comforted.  I wandered off to bed and left my window open so I could go to sleep listening to the city as it settled down for the night.  My wish for you, whoever you are, where ever you are...is that you experience this feeling of peace and serenity in your life and that you take the time to fully appreciate it.  These small moments are a gift to treasure.

Monday, 26 June 2017

Poetry Monday

Poetry Monday was started by Diane of On The Alberta Montana Border.  You can find her in my sidebar.  Diane thought Mondays needed jazzing up and she was right.  We’d love it you would join in and read, write, critique, offer your thoughts….poetry, you know, does NOT have to rhyme or have a rhythem….it just has to express how you feel.
The cold, cruel light
of day
leaves no blemish
unexposed.
No heinous crime,
no lack of human feeling
escapes the spotlight.
Night and sleep
are welcome relief
from the insanity
that is the world
today.
Like a blanket
we draw the darkness
around us
and close our eyes
to the horrors
of the day.
There is a solace
in the silence
of the night;
a peace
in the velvet dark
that soothes our souls.
Oh we know,
we will have to wake up
and face the day

but for now……


Okay, your turn.

Sunday, 25 June 2017

How Many Tomorrows

Strange, the things that touch you, work in your brain, fester and bubble, simmer and boil and grow into something larger....into something you can't forget...something you shouldn't forget.
"Postcards" (you can find her in my sidebar) headed a post today with 'Tomorrow and Tomorrow'.  "The Low Carb Diabetic" (you can find them in my side bar as well) posted the official artists video for Grenfell. While the music was lovely and touchingly rendered, the vision of the weeping fireman is with me still.  What, I wonder, will his tomorrow be like?  How long will he see those horrific visions in his minds eye?  Tomorrow and Tomorrow?  How many tomorrows?  

Friday, 23 June 2017

An Odd Duck

 LORD LOVE A DUCK

An exclamation indicating disbelief and stunned acceptance of the facts.
origin unknown
but the first recorded use in literature is found in "The Wheel of Fortune" by Louis Tracy.


ODD DUCK

No one appears to know how or why or when the expression "he (or she) is an 'odd duck"' originated.   Poor duck, being picked on to represent someone who deviates from the norm in appearance, behaviour or beliefs.

DUCK OUT

I'm just going to 'duck out' of the meeting early.  Originally the term was just, 'duck' with 'out' being added later.  Why?  To give the duck a little class?  Who knows.  The expression came to life in the 1800's.  No one knows why.  Ask a duck.


That's my 'fun with ducks' for the day.  Got any more duck sayings or expressions?  

Thursday, 22 June 2017

Don't Fence Me In

I've been thinking about fences a lot lately.  Ever since our neighbour put a fence up between us where none had existed for the past 31 years that we've lived here.  These folks have been here about four years now...long enough for them to decide that we're Mexico I guess.  We've never set foot on their property and the most intrusive we've been is a friendly wave.  Our yard is neat and tidy so there is nothing warranting screening.  I guess they just like fences.  They put one up on the other side of their property as well.  It wouldn't be quite so bad if they had finished our side of the fence but it is NOT finished and when we step out our side door it looks like the inside of a wooden berry box.  (I hope I'm not the only one old enough to remember those.)  
The back yard is totally enclosed in a mish mosh of fencing put up by various neighbours on either side and behind..there are actually three houses behind us (which tells you how big our yard is).  The back line is also screened by a number of tall cedars.  I know why the folks to the east of us put up a fence...they had dogs as do the people behind us....but again, our neighbour to the west, they of the 'love of fences' have no real reason to fence it off...just an antisocial attitude.  They also have a gazebo in back with black out curtains hanging all around it.  We sit on our deck out back with no protection from neighbours glances and frankly, we seldom look over at any of them.  We just sit and talk, read, knit, look at our gardens and mind our own business.  
Now the folks across the road from us have put up a mile long run of fencing across the back of their property and along one side between them and their neighbours to the west.  Everywhere you look, fences.  High fences, low fences, wood fences, metal fences.....all over the place....fences.  Is it just me or are people starting to withdraw into themselves and this is just the outward sign of it?  
It is not a nice feeling to live all trapped inside these fences.  If I was younger and healthier I would head for the hills and live in the country with just a wire farm fence to keep roaming cattle out.  Or maybe I would just let the cows come through and eat the grass.  It's a dream of mine....these fences, they're a nightmare.

Wednesday, 21 June 2017

Using Wednesdays Words

Words for Wednesday is a weekly writing prompt designed to get our creative juices flowing.  The prompt can be a list of words, a phrase, a picture or even a piece of music.  This week the prompt is photographic and can be found on Elephant’s Child's blog.  (You can find her in my sidebar.)






Abandoned

There is a tree growing
in the gutter
where once rain
danced and gurgled
on its way to the downspout.
My roof has a sway
like the back
of a saddle sore old nag
and the raccoons have
ripped pieces of it away.
They are now nesting
with the mice and the squirrels
in my attic.
I remember
like it was yesterday
(perhaps it was yesterday, in house years)
the sound of children's laughter,
the playful antics
of a kitten in the yard,
a lush and blooming garden
where now weeds are the only crop
in a dank and sour soil.
Only yesterday,
I’m sure of it…
I looked through
lace covered window panes
into a well manicured lawn.

Only yesterday.
Now I dream in  the sunlight,
shiver in the winter cold
and live in my dreams
when once I was called
the sweetest name
in the human language…
home.