Not An Early Bird!

April 19, 2015 at 8:15 am (Meme) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

I got up at six am this morning!

I am not a morning person!

My cat, however, figures once the sun is up everybody needs to be up!

She can’t watch bird TV all by herself you know.

I use to be legendary for how long I could sleep in. It would be noon and I would still be abed. It would annoy my mother greatly when teenage me would lie abed and not get up to answer the ringing telephone (when it got to the tenth ring I knew the only person who could be calling was my mother).

I don’t usually get up early. If I’m awake after midnight it’s because I haven’t gone to bed yet. The last time I was awake at four am was because our plane home from Alaska didn’t land until after midnight and by the time the parents were dropped off and we got home it was almost five am and the sun was contemplating rising.

The best early morning I ever had was when my ex got me to rise early to go canoeing on Beaver Creek to watch the beavers. It was spring and the beaver kits were plentiful and very, very cute!

I miss sleeping in, luxuriating half-awake curled up under warm blankets for hours and hours.

I am not an early bird. I will not get the first, freshest worm! (Ugh).

I am, however, learning to enjoy cat naps with the cat. No wonder she is up early as she naps most of the day.

I did not go out today to catch the first light. It was too early. It was too cold. Instead I give you a September Sunset picture and leave you with these words of wisdom.

“Learn from yesterday, live for today, look to tomorrow, rest this afternoon.” ― Charles M. Schulz, Charlie Brown’s Little Book of Wisdom

September Sunset

 

 

 

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Travel Theme: One Colour

April 12, 2015 at 9:20 am (Meme) (, , , , , , , , , )

Last week was actual sunshine (yeah) with metaphorical lollipops and rainbows and actual donuts (fresh from a traditional bakery).

The one blip to my birthday week was that there was no fortune in my fortune cookie from my solo birthday lunch. (Insert sad face here)!

So, I went back the next day to see about getting another cookie (I couldn’t stand a year with no fortune) and she gave me two.

Then Saturday, my sister and I ate out and I got another two.

I now have an abundance of fortunes.

The fortunes are:

Happiness surrounds your events this week.

You tend to be straightforward and honest.

Stand up for what you believe in even if it’s not popular.

You will exceed even your own expectations.

Not at all a monochromatic week, that is, it was not solely black and white, but also included varying tones of light and colour.

Thus we come to this week’s travel theme and present you with photos in shades of brown and tan.

Easter Bunny tracks add a spot of colour to the brown grass as it slowly awakens.

Easter Bunny tracks add a spot of colour to the brown grass as it slowly awakens.

Kitty

My somewhat tan kitty in her favourite matching chair basks in the sunlight.

Colour, sunlight and fortunes. A perfectly, pleasant week.

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Travel Theme: Environment

March 1, 2015 at 8:15 am (Meme) (, , , , , , , , , )

Thursday, February 27th was International Polar Bear Day and Polar Bears International marked the day with a petition urging world leaders to take decisive action at the UN climate change summit in Paris this December. You can read more about the petition here.

To help spread the word, Ailsa at Where’s my backpack? took a look through her travel photos for shots that suggest environment in some way and urged us to do the same.

I give you sky, land, and water.

Sky, Land, River

Live Long & Prosper

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Photo Challenge: Serenity

January 18, 2015 at 8:15 am (Meme) (, , , , , , , , , )

Calm

Serenity (noun):
The state of being calm, peaceful, and untroubled.

 

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What Am I?

January 4, 2015 at 11:15 am (Meme) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

Remembering. I am half-smiling at ridiculous situations, crazy people and strange places, all with the benefit of hindsight. I admit I am choosing my memories selectively. I am quickening time, losing years and even improving my looks. I have never included the bad side which, I know, is an integral part of one’s memories. That was not for me.

JOHN KEMP, Sticky Wicket

Bkmk & Shadow

Now that you’ve got some blogging experience under your belt, re-write your very first post.

My very first post was posted on September 22, 2008 in the late evening. It was just under a thousand words and had no pictures. None! I had been considering blogging for almost five years before I attempted my first post.

I introduced myself to you all by employing the journalistic concepts of who, what, where, when, and why.

Don’t worry I’m not even going to try to do that again. I think I’ve learned a few things in the 5+ years I’ve been blogging. In hindsight, I’ll be briefer and more concise. Also, not much has really changed about who I am.

I’m still who I was except you can add home-owner to the list and maybe remove librarian.

Why maybe? I no longer work as a librarian. Am I still a librarian?

Dictionary.com defines librarian as a person trained in library science and engaged in library service.

Yes, I still have a degree – they can’t take that sky from me -but I am no longer engaged in library service.

Does that make me a former librarian or a has-been librarian?

I much prefer the definitions over at Urban Dictionary.

There, librarians are defined as :

  • a person who is trained to help you find whatever information you might be looking for,
  • people who desire to make the whole world of information available to people at the time they need it,
  • well-minded angels with little street-sense or business-savvy [who] love to help,
  • ugly old people that know a lot about books,
  • someone with weird quirks.

Now, this is a list which perfectly defines me.

The librarian smiled politely and said to the crazy patron, “I’m sorry Sir, but I can’t help you print your email from hyperspace.”

Who am I?

I am a librarian and a bookworm and still so much more.

And I want this job!

 

 

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Travel theme: Autumn

November 2, 2014 at 8:15 am (Meme) (, , , , , , , , )

Shadow & Sunlight

Let me remember you, voices of little insects,
Weeds in the moonlight, fields that are tangled with asters,
Let me remember, soon will the winter be on us,
Snow-hushed and heavy.

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September Midnight
by Sara Teasdale (1914)

Travel theme: Autumn via Where’s my backpack?

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Halloween “Signs”

October 5, 2014 at 10:25 am (Meme) (, , , , , , , , , )

The stores overflow with Halloween candy and decorations. Houses on the street look dark, gory and gloomy. Halloween is nigh!

When I was a child (oh so many decades ago) only one or two households would decorate the outside of their home for Halloween and we didn’t expect to see anything in the stores until after Canadian Thanksgiving (which is next weekend).

Now, it seems everything is buy, buy, buy. Halloween stuff appears in the store beside Back to School sales and Christmas stuff goes out even before Halloween is here.

We don’t just consume anymore now we must be seen to be consuming, to be consumers, to have it all, everyone must see it. Who are we keeping up to? Who is it all for?

Am I turning in to a curmudgeon?

Or was I always one? ;-)

I decorate for me. I celebrate for me. And increasingly that means buying less and enjoying the moments more.

What is this a sign of?

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Travel Theme: Merchandise

September 7, 2014 at 9:12 am (Meme) (, , , , , , , , , )

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This is my favourite merchandise to buy. Books in general are great but the best are children’s picture books. This is one month’s of buying at my  previous job where I was in charge of purchasing children’s books (among others) for the library system.

When you are child-free this is a legitimate way to read a humongous amount of picture books. ;-) Pretty. Pretty.

One of the best in this pile is Maple by Lori Nichols. The sequel is very cute as well.

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Summer Manifesto or Back to School Woes

August 24, 2014 at 8:15 am (Meme) (, , , , , , , , , , , , )

I was one of those kids who looked forward to going back to school every Fall. I like learning. I like having a routine. I liked the familiarity. I knew what was expected. I knew what each day would be like. Waking up the same time every morning, Science before English, a predictable lunch time and lots of time to read – 5 minutes between classes and all of recess. Then off to babysit after school and home to supper and TV before bedtime and the inevitable return to sameness tomorrow. I got left alone by the adults because I was quiet and well behaved. I was a perfect student though never considered brilliant.

I grew up in a small town and went to school from Kindergarten to Graduation with basically the same thirty people. Some say that small towns are better for raising children. There’s more freedom and less crime. Until I was 13 I considered my small town to be mostly paradise.

And then it was hell. What is it about High School that seems to bring out the worst in people? I didn’t fit in. I was too much a reader. I was obviously poor and never have figured out how to be stylish. There was nobody else like me or nobody that I saw.

I was not nerdy (except for the book reading). I dabble at geeky things like Buffy and Doctor Who. I skim the service of things and always have. I will read everything and anything but cannot tell you who is in every Hogwarts house like some geeks I know can.

For my entire High School existence I merely survived. I did what I had to. I went to school and I worked. The only peers I related to were in books. My peers outside of books were mean or indifferent. There seemed to be no other option.

According to my older sister, I was in the mean class. So, I guess people noticed that things were wrong but nobody did anything. I understand that. I understand the urge to not intervene in others’ troubles. I did the same.

I have a dream. I have a dream that we all stop hurting each other. I have a dream that we learn to emphasize before we learn to hurt and hate. I have a dream.

Why does it seem such an impossibility?

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Portraits Of A Room

June 8, 2014 at 9:03 am (Meme) (, , , , , , , , , , , , )

I’ve moved (again).

I have a mostly empty room to fill.

The main (mistress ;-) ) bedroom.

Armoire

This came with the house. We’re assuming it was made in there because we haven’t figured out (yet) how it comes apart!

Right Corner

It matches my nightstand cabinet really well. How synchronicitic!

Left Corner

It’s hard to tell the colour of the walls in these pictures. The pictures were taken late yesterday afternoon after I read what the Daily Post picture challenge is for this week. Synchronicity abounds. I’ve been in my new place for less than a week.

Window_Wall

The big, empty space in the center of the room will, before the Summer is over, house a queen-sized bed. Up to now, the largest bed I’ve owned has been a double. I just fit – head right up to the headboard while my feet touch the foot of the bed. I’ll get to stretch out.

More next week on the grand move and the secret – shhh!

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