Saturday, February 26, 2011

R & R in Halifax



Had a few days of R & R visiting Daniel & Noelle in Halifax. Did city stuff: cafes, restaurants, shopping, a loud bar night with the Watt, Pothier, McVicker & England members of the family, a speaker phone chat with Dawson family with a little girl singing us a beautiful song, and also some quiet times just sitting around and reading. Thank you Daniel & Noelle for hosting, and John & Tanja & Mackenzie for the whole family chat and Mackenzie's wonderful song.

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Dennis Smith



Our friend Dennis Smith died this week. He was diagnosed with cancer three years ago, given not much time to live and embraced every single second of it and surprised everyone by living three jam-packed, inspiring years, all of it shared with his wonderful wife, Nancy. To view the obituary above in larger format, click on it, and to enlarge, click again.

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Thank you, Sarah!


This afternoon I came home to a lovely surprise in my mailbox. I'll explain: On Saturday night our North Shore and District Volunteer Fire Department had it's fund raising Valentine's supper and part of the event was an auction to raise money for our Health Centre. Andy and I attended with my friends Sarah and Marion and their spouses Paul and John, and just about every time I bid on an item, Sarah or Marion or Paul (and even once Andy!) outbid me. One of the items I really wanted was a pair of what I call Newfoundland mittens, woolen ones knitted by my skating friend Mary Martin with lots of little woolly tails inside to insulate the fingers from the cold. Sarah (my Wildfire Pottery & Used Books friend) took me way past my desired top bid and she got the mittens. You've probably guessed what my surprise was: the pair of coveted mittens along with a pretty button Sarah made with her new button making machine.

Thank you Sarah! You're a sweetheart.

Monday, February 14, 2011

Moose, two this time


Our little moose visitor brought a friend (or a mother) with him this time. They stayed even when Andy got very close with the camera and in the end we had to chase them away because they were headed for my wee apple trees whose tops are temptingly sticking out of the very deep snow.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Snow, snow and...


... more snow. We had such a slow start to our winter, but once it decided to come, it came in all of its forms and excesses. Here is a picture of our snowshoeing path coming from the back woods toward the house with the ocean glittering through the trees.

Friday, February 11, 2011

Bits of Books on Friday






Ah, winter, and here in my neighbourhood we're busy but always on the look out for something new to do. Combine this with having a space to fill since leaving my book group, I wondered if anyone would care to share ideas around bits of the books I was reading. The idea sat on a back burner until my friend, Sarah Beck, decided to open her pottery and used book shop, Wildfire, on Friday afternoons. Given permission to invite people to come and chat, I chose a few paragraphs from a Christmas present, Sailing Home: Using the Wisdom of Homer's Odyssey to Navigate Life's Perils and Pitfalls by Norman Fischer. In the book, Fischer states that Odysseus, like all of us, was compelled to leave home and find his way in life, and like Odysseus, after our many adventures, we must eventually find our way home. The section I chose to share was one in which Fischer explores the notion that anger is a "mask for fear." He says," We don't want to feel fear, which is disempowering and uncomfortable, so we get angry instead. But what are we afraid of?" He says that fear is fundamental and deep and anger is a powerful urge to harm.

And to my delight, a lovely group of people joined me for a cup of Sarah's delicious coffee, and we discussed and discussed and discussed. Today we met for the 5th time to look at several passages from The Man Who Loved Books Too Much: The True Story of a Thief, a Detective, and a World of Literary Obsession by Allison Hoover Bartlett. Bartlett has written a compelling real-life story of a book thief, the book collector turned detective who sets out to catch him, and while telling this story, fills the book with wonderful stories of book collectors and their passion for books. What we discussed came from a beautifully written section where Bartlett describes buying her first book, a mail-ordered copy of Charlotte's Web. She describes the book, its cover, how it felt in the hand and how the contents lifted her into another world that she was loathe to leave. Our discussion was of books as objects: all of the gorgeous sensual aspects of books and how we first came to both books and reading. We talked about comics, libraries, being read to, where we liked to read, how a new book is special in every way and much more.

In between session 1 and 5, we read and discussed poems about fathers by various poets, short stories by Raymond Carver and Tillie Olsen, and two poems by Wislava Syzborska. I have an idea for next week where we could look at mechanics in writing, and by that I mean making or unmaking things, like the bomb de-fuser in The English Patient, and the making of a Malvern pudding in Stone Diaries or the setting of wolf traps in The Crossing.

To learn more about Sarah's pottery & book shop, Wildfire, go to: www.wildfirepottery.ca

A bonus, one of the book lovers is also a knitter with an old-fashioned tube sock knitting machine and today I bought a brand new pair of red socks: merino wool, cashmere, and nylon. They are scrumptious! Thanks Rosie.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Perogis, Cape Breton style







I meet once a month with a group of friends for what we call "networking" and we have had a variety of kinds of meetings: sushi making, how to organize groups, building home based businesses (sewing and making customized photo books), making raku pottery, writing a story for children, managing alone at home with children, along with meetings at which we just sat and talked and enjoyed each others company.

Today we learned -- hands-on -- how to make perogis, potato, onion and cheese for a main course and prune filled with sour cream and maple syrup sauce for dessert. We were gently guided by Marion Thompson and I should mention that we cooked the perogis on her wood-burning stove. When we were finished we had the delightful task of eating as many of our creations as we possibly could. And while we worked, another snow storm filled in all of our driveways and covered our cars and cleared paths one more time. But today no one cared, or at least we didn't.