Wilderness Wednesday: Funny Face

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Fall, flowers, garden, nature, photography, sunflowers, Wilderness Wednesday, yellow

When the road I walk seems all up hill and the colors in my rainbow turn blue
You kiss the tears away, You smile at me and say ‘Funny face, funny face, I love you!’

Donna Fargo, Funny Face

Happy Wednesday!

What’s in My Cup: Coco-Rooibos Chai

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#whatsinmycup, food, food photography, humour, photography, tea, tea addict, tea lover, tea time, what's in my cup

Friends who buy you tea are friends for life!

OK, so a friend didn’t buy it for me, but she shared and that’s close enough! She knows I like Rooisbos tea and Chai seasonings! In this case, it was cinnamon, cardamom, and ginger. This tea also has coconut flakes, and pink peppercorns!

Pink Peppercorns are actually members of the cashew family and get their name from it’s pink berries. So while its flavour resembles black pepper, it’s actually sweeter and  slightly citrus-y, rather than hot and spicy. As with many spices, it’s a great way to add punch without pounds.

This particular tea is from David’s Tea and is back from retirement, baby! It’s a Kosher, caffeine-free rooibos base, which gives it a lovely golden colour. It’s also a Fair Trade tea so can feel warm inside too. The aroma from spices delivered what was promised, a warming with a rewarding spicy kick. My only disappointment was that I could barely taste the coconut flakes, which would help to set it apart from other chai. I think I’ll stick with one of my favorites, Rooibos Cinnamon Chai! Or maybe chocolatey S’more Chai or Chocolate Chai, or  the delicious Baked Apple Chai…so many to choose from…

David’s website suggests infusing Coco-Rooibos Chai with hot milk for a chai latte. I’m lactose intolerant, so if you try it, let me know what you think!

Finding friends with the same mental disorder – priceless!

Cheers! Happy Monday!

Dear Quarantine Diary – Week #41

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covid-19 diary, covid-19 humour, dear diary, family, humour, nature, photography, thanksgiving, trees

Dear Diary – It’s Day 6 of turkey leftovers, and while I’m enjoying being lazy pulling out a nightly leftover buffet and telling the guys to “heat what you want”, I’m pretty sure their enthusiasm for turkey is waning. I’m sure they’ll perk up when I tell them there’s more…in the freezer!

This year only Little Guy and I made the trip to my folks, but I shopped ahead to leave a turkey and all the trimmings for Hubby to cook on the weekend. I even baked him a spice cake. From a mix and a can. This “Martha Stewart” needed to save her energy for the holiday traffic, and we encountered some.

But like every good baker, I had to taste-test it. Now Little Guy thinks it’s amusing to move or hide my food when I’m not looking. It’s frustrating because I can’t always remember if I finished what I was eating, or I dropped it, and I’m worried that I’m going to find perfectly good chocolate melted into the couch. I worry more about the chocolate than our burlap sack couch.

Thursday night, he made a serious error in judgement. He left his piece of cake on the coffee table and wandered into the kitchen. I grabbed his plate and tried shoving the whole thing under the coffee table, but the cake was too tall. Don’t worry…I cleaned the icing with my sock. So I tucked the plate on the shelf underneath the coffee table, and crossed my feet in front of it.

Little Guy came back, paused, looked around a bit, and finally reached for Hubby’s plate. Without moving my eyes from the tv, I said, “ that’s dad’s cake”. So he returns to the kitchen and I hear intermittent movement and pausing before he strolls back to the living room, looks at table, and goes back to the kitchen. I’m trying so hard to pretend I’m watching tv and not smirk. I hear more movement and pauses, cupboard doors, even drawers, opening and closing, followed by the fridge door opening and closing, twice!! Hubby was struggling not to giggle but a snicker leaked out and that tipped him off. It was probably the best 5 minutes of the year!

The next night, we split town as soon as school was over. Traffic was heavy but moving. I took a rest stop and filled up with gas before waiting in the drive-thu for 30 minutes for 2 boxes of french fries. The fast food restaurant was severly understaffed, and the wait inside would have been longer.

While most of the birds who frequented my parents’ diner have flown the coop, Hoover the chipmunk is still around and still living up to his name. Not only is he covering every square inch for every crumb, but his tail stands straight up like the handle of upright vacuum (except in every photo I took), and, like a water divining stick, it never ceases twitching.

He’s putting on a little pre-winter, post-covid weight

Dad mowed the lawn Saturday afternoon, and very carefully mowed around giant mushrooms growing in the yard so I could take some pics. I went out the next morning, but the grass clippings had dried on the white tops. These things seriously looked like flattened coconuts!

This kind won’t take you to Wonderland!

We had our turkey dinner Saturday evening. I don’t know if it was a boy or a girl; apparently we sacrifice both. Dessert, of course, included 2 kinds of pie for dessert: pumpkin and green tomato. A slice of each, please; I must follow tradition!

I was still blissfully snoozing in bed Sunday morning when my dad brought me my phone. He said it was chiming. It turns out it wasn’t my phone but an alarm on my iPad. Which the settings said was turned off. I had set it for Saturday morning so I could go grocery shopping (yes, on my holiday), but it had failed to go off. That was my fault – I set it for 9 p.m.

It was a good weekend, filled with good food, a few games, and a lot of doing nothing! But all good things must come to an end, and we hit the road again Monday morning. We were only 20 minutes into our two and a half hour journey when traffic started to slow. By 40 minutes, we were parked and not thinking happy thoughts, when a fire truck screamed by us on the shoulder. We had just passed an exit, which was lined up all the way to the highway. Now we knew why. We crawled along patiently for another thirty minutes, trying not to think about peeing, and seeing no sign of an accident or an exit. Normally, we would have passed the next exit in 5 minutes. Then, as if someone flipped a switch, we were cruising over 100 km/hr again. It slowed in places again but never that bad. I had a guy in a truck pulling a trailer cut me off, twice. Just so I didn’t feel bad, I saw him cut other people off too. He never shoulder-checked!

Hubby is on vacation this week, which makes little difference to me. He occupies the same space whether he’s at work or not! We got a text last night from his brother saying that his father would be at our house around noon. He had asked Hubby to go with him to a neighbouring city to pick up a tool and I hope the 6 hour drive is worth it! While they’re out, I’m going to sneak in some video games. I hope it’s worth it!

We missed Big Guy, who was serving in his church on Sunday. I’m proud of him, but also warning him. He needs to book off Christmas! He’s promised to visit soon.

Big Guy recently sent me some photos from his work site… Most people laugh when I say he climbs trees for a living, but his kind of work makes me both proud of him and terrified for him.

It’s not just the height…it’s the hydro lines. And the sharp power tools. I’ve watched CSI. I know what a chainsaw can do! At times, it’s the height, the tools AND the hydro lines during a heat wave, a tornado, or an ice storm. He may be a grown, skilled worker, but he’s also my baby…with ADD, hanging from a rotting tree branch. I love him.

“Ok, now just pull back and let’s see if I can slingshot over to catch that Ol’ Roadrunner”

CMMC: Orange or Light Green

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cmmc, Fall, flowers, garden, nature, Photo Challenge, photography

October is the opal month of the year. It is the month of glory, the month of ripeness.
It is the picture-month.

Henry Ward Beecher

Auntie M shared these pretty ornamental plants from her garden. These fast-growing perennials are called Japanese lanterns, Chinese lanterns, winter cherries, bladder cherries, or strawberry groundcherries.

The large, bright orange pods contain the fruits or seeds. They have a white flowers in July, which turn into green pods in August. By September, the pods transform into orange, which can become very deep over the winter. By Spring, the papery pods will break down, releasing their seeds for the new crop.

Oops…we’ve got company!

They can be invasive because they are very hardy and spread quickly, so while they provide excellent ground cover in a garden and colour in the Fall, they will need a firm hand.

These pods can be dried indoors and will provide colour and texture in arrangements for many months.

I’m so glad we live in a world with Octobers.

Lucy Maud Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

This is my post for Cee Neuner’s Midweek Madness Challenge: Orange!

Happy Thanksgiving

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Fall, family, food, gratitude, nature, photography, tea, thanksgiving

Sending you warmest wishes from our home to your home…

…and from our heart to your heart.

May your Thanksgiving be a beautiful reminder of all the blessings you possess.

Happy Thanksgiving!

CFFC: Curves and Arches

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architecture, CFFC, glass, photography

This week for Cee Neuner’s Fun Foto Challenge, I thought about taking a selfie, since the theme is Curves and Arches, but nobody wants to see that! Instead I stuck to architectural forms because, while they may start to sag in places, they didn’t gain any covid weight. 😉

The Pump House Museum

St. Alban’s

Boldt Castle

Prison

The Market Square

Architecture arouses sentiments in man. The architect’s task, therefore, is to make those sentiments more precise.

Adolf Loos

Happy Wednesday!

CMMC: Autumn

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cmmc, Fall, family, nature, Photo Challenge, photography, River scenes, Wilderness Wednesday

Since it’s the last Wednesday of the month, Cee Nuener’s Mid-Week Challenge asked for photos related to Spring or Fall, and in an effort to fall in love with Fall as summer wanes, I decided it would be fun to revisit it, from 10 years ago. I was just beginning to learn more about photography than taking family photos. That Thanksgiving weekend, I spent a lovely, sunny afternoon with my Dad and kids.

First we went to the park to see how low the Falls had dropped.

It was so low, we could walk on the riverbed.

Then we went to woods to just wander around.

We stopped by the river north of town and found this fellow enjoying the sunshine too.

That same weekend, I went for a walk down the road with my Mom, to burn off some of that green tomato pie.

Here’s to the twilight, Here’s to the memories
These are my souvenirs, a mental picture of everything…
Here’s to your bright eyes shining like fireflies
These are my souvenirs, a memory for a lifetime.

Switchfoot, Souvenirs

Happy Wednesday!

Wilderness Wednesday: Every Storm

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black and white photography, black&white Photography, church, clouds, faith, old church, photography, storms, Wilderness Wednesday

Every storm runs out of rain, just like every dark night turns into day.

Gary Allan

CB&W: Weather

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black and white photography, CB&W, clouds, ice storm, nature, Photo Challenge, photography, rainy days, storms, Wilderness Wednesday

When the weather is hot, keep a cool mind. When the weather is cold, keep a warm heart.

Ajahn Brahm

Spring

Summer

Fall:

Winter:

Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass but learning to dance in the rain.

Happy Wednesday!

This is my post for Cee Neuner’s Black & White Challenge: Weather.

His Name is Earl

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dragonfly, humour, nature, nature photography, photography, summer, Wilderness Wednesday

His name is Earl.

He decided to hang around poolside when Big Guy and I went for his final swim. After posing for pics, we left him alone for a nap.

About 20 minutes later, I noticed Earl fighting for his life in the water. I grabbed the skimmer, fished him out and put him in the sun to dry off.

I’m not sure, but as we dried off and wished him farewell, I think Earl winked.

“You don’t have to be my friend. I’ll train you.”

-Unknown