Tuesday, October 31, 2006
pineapple-jack
Happy Halloween.
Bea had a great idea.
And Jay helped her achieve our new Halloween Tradition.
Welcome.
Pineapple Jack!
Monday, October 30, 2006
good morning pods
Bea and I on the short walk to school found these wonderful seed pods. Kyle, her classmate had found one too. They both left the line up to go in to gather more. In the line, discussion and chatter among the kids led to a smiling man's comment. "They are seed pods" he said. Then he said to me, as if to anticipate my wonder, "they're from the Plain/Plane Tree, also known as Sycamore. I though the leaves looked like a maple but knew the tree couldn't be because it was full of these amazing pods. On closer inspection I can see the leaves look so different from the maple. The man told me he was into trees, it was his job he designs and builds gardens. "I love it." he said " I'm really lucky I love what I do". I thought aren't we all really lucky. This person so full, satisfied with such wonderful knowledge and energy. Isn't it a shame everyone can't/ or doesn't love what 'they do"? It was time for the kids to go in, as he called out, "Bye Oak". I said "Your son's a tree....It's a beautiful name". "Yeah" he said "I'm really into trees".
to see more pictures of my good morning sycamore pods please click on the photograph which will take you to flickr, more pictures are in my new set there called 'other worlds'
cheerio,
hug a tree today!
to see more pictures of my good morning sycamore pods please click on the photograph which will take you to flickr, more pictures are in my new set there called 'other worlds'
cheerio,
hug a tree today!
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Kim's Magical Mystery Tour
Part one: a little bit about where I live.
(for all those who love our wee town including miss Keri)
I live on a busy kind of street , residencial with a rambling streetcar that goes by. We can walk to Bea's School and Jay can walk to his work. Sometimes I feel the vibrations of the streetcar, in the bathtub, upstairs in bed and each time I think of the Woody Allen movie where the main character's childhood home is under the rollercoaster. Each time I giggle about this and enjoy it.
The backyard backs onto a little untouched triangle of small creek and very large trees. The King of the Trees is a huge maple. In my back yard I have tall pine trees, Louisiana Creeper and lots of birds. Less birds now the berries on the creeper are gone. Note: I'll have to put up some feeders in place of the glass lanterns. I've always wanted to have a backyard having grown up in an apartment building. When I went to friend's houses as a child I would always ask to see or go into the backyard. Backyard, I loved the sound still do, even if it was a little grassy knoll of a yard I felt really happy, the privacy to sit and look at plants and the teeny tiny critters undisturbed. The little ant hill, or lifting a rock like in MY backyard and seeing the little potato bug families.
I like the contrast of where I live. It can be quiet, or noisy. People to watch at certain times of day coming and going to school. A birds eye view of the streetcar ( I've always lived on it's line- I like streetcars and somehow it makes me feel secure, and unafraid of getting lost- just follow the tracks). I see the little travelers and always check the driver to see if it is my brother, who drives a streetcar. A game I like to play with Bea called "Where's Your Uncle?".
If I walk around the corner from my house one way I'm in the urban, grey and shabby parts, I swear the culture here has a unique dialogue and accent all there own, I like having tea here sometimes and eavesdropping. Sometimes the dialogue is so harsh and unbelievable to me, poverty, jail, trouble. If I keep going just a stones throw away the area becomes truly colourful and sparkly, this is Little India. Shops full of colour and bangles and sari material. If I walk the other way it is all pretty houses with yards and leaves and quietness, especially near an old cemetery from the 1800's until now.
I like reading the names. Seeing the big headstones (stone carving lettering is amazing) . Reading the names, imagining the people, those that are related, those that have gone.
If I keep walking round this corner and head south, eventually I am at the Beach on Lake Ontario, this is where I harvest my rocks for the making of pocket rocks. I am pulled to this every so often. Always I am amazed by the sky and water you can not see land across, they don't call it a "Great Lake" for nothing, and always I am amazed by the cordial dogs I meet so well socialized, more familiars than pets.
This is a little about where I live. Where I can be found wandering around. Wandering and Puttering my two favorite occupations.
I hope you have enjoyed the tour.
(for all those who love our wee town including miss Keri)
I live on a busy kind of street , residencial with a rambling streetcar that goes by. We can walk to Bea's School and Jay can walk to his work. Sometimes I feel the vibrations of the streetcar, in the bathtub, upstairs in bed and each time I think of the Woody Allen movie where the main character's childhood home is under the rollercoaster. Each time I giggle about this and enjoy it.
The backyard backs onto a little untouched triangle of small creek and very large trees. The King of the Trees is a huge maple. In my back yard I have tall pine trees, Louisiana Creeper and lots of birds. Less birds now the berries on the creeper are gone. Note: I'll have to put up some feeders in place of the glass lanterns. I've always wanted to have a backyard having grown up in an apartment building. When I went to friend's houses as a child I would always ask to see or go into the backyard. Backyard, I loved the sound still do, even if it was a little grassy knoll of a yard I felt really happy, the privacy to sit and look at plants and the teeny tiny critters undisturbed. The little ant hill, or lifting a rock like in MY backyard and seeing the little potato bug families.
I like the contrast of where I live. It can be quiet, or noisy. People to watch at certain times of day coming and going to school. A birds eye view of the streetcar ( I've always lived on it's line- I like streetcars and somehow it makes me feel secure, and unafraid of getting lost- just follow the tracks). I see the little travelers and always check the driver to see if it is my brother, who drives a streetcar. A game I like to play with Bea called "Where's Your Uncle?".
If I walk around the corner from my house one way I'm in the urban, grey and shabby parts, I swear the culture here has a unique dialogue and accent all there own, I like having tea here sometimes and eavesdropping. Sometimes the dialogue is so harsh and unbelievable to me, poverty, jail, trouble. If I keep going just a stones throw away the area becomes truly colourful and sparkly, this is Little India. Shops full of colour and bangles and sari material. If I walk the other way it is all pretty houses with yards and leaves and quietness, especially near an old cemetery from the 1800's until now.
I like reading the names. Seeing the big headstones (stone carving lettering is amazing) . Reading the names, imagining the people, those that are related, those that have gone.
If I keep walking round this corner and head south, eventually I am at the Beach on Lake Ontario, this is where I harvest my rocks for the making of pocket rocks. I am pulled to this every so often. Always I am amazed by the sky and water you can not see land across, they don't call it a "Great Lake" for nothing, and always I am amazed by the cordial dogs I meet so well socialized, more familiars than pets.
This is a little about where I live. Where I can be found wandering around. Wandering and Puttering my two favorite occupations.
I hope you have enjoyed the tour.
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
ghosts of the notebook
for this weeks theme at www.illustrationfriday.com
boo
scared yet...
boo!
now i got ya!
boo
scared yet...
boo!
now i got ya!
Thursday, October 19, 2006
Smitten
smitten squid,
i am so smitten with squid after seeing an amazing national geographic special
smitten is the theme this week at www.illustrationfriday.com
i am so smitten with squid after seeing an amazing national geographic special
smitten is the theme this week at www.illustrationfriday.com
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
between black and white keys
"keep life simple - be aware - read and listen to music"
David Helfgott
i would add:
look at pictures,
walk,
and drink tea
Monday, October 09, 2006
warm cosy and thankful
it is suppose to be getting cool
but today so warm
we ran after yellow butterflies
catching none, secretly thankful
i found the wish bone in the big bird of thanks
and make all the wishes i wish
peace, love, happiness, joy to all..
i eat roasted vegtables in all the fall hues
and post cosies for notes, to take care of chilled leafs
i watch sky
and birds and dragonflies
and see patterns, dark outlines
blue skies
and ingest these moments
for the ones that need the breathe
of peace, of love, of joy
but today so warm
we ran after yellow butterflies
catching none, secretly thankful
i found the wish bone in the big bird of thanks
and make all the wishes i wish
peace, love, happiness, joy to all..
i eat roasted vegtables in all the fall hues
and post cosies for notes, to take care of chilled leafs
i watch sky
and birds and dragonflies
and see patterns, dark outlines
blue skies
and ingest these moments
for the ones that need the breathe
of peace, of love, of joy
Thursday, October 05, 2006
spider
doing
sending
tidying
in the backyard
little flies
masses of them
one has to squint
and then later they have moved on
in the garden, between the resting chysanthmums and the hosta
a magnificent spider
don't know his name
with a feasty of the little squint flies
i walk around and look
and feel the cold air
and i am not thinking
but absorbing
sky, air, green, resting plants
pretending to be dead
and magnificent spider
the other night on television
i saw a program on squid
and i swear it my life has changed
natural world fills me up
reminds me real is real
amongst the other real we make up
sending, tidying, doing.
sending
tidying
in the backyard
little flies
masses of them
one has to squint
and then later they have moved on
in the garden, between the resting chysanthmums and the hosta
a magnificent spider
don't know his name
with a feasty of the little squint flies
i walk around and look
and feel the cold air
and i am not thinking
but absorbing
sky, air, green, resting plants
pretending to be dead
and magnificent spider
the other night on television
i saw a program on squid
and i swear it my life has changed
natural world fills me up
reminds me real is real
amongst the other real we make up
sending, tidying, doing.
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
rain twosday this day
words are slack in my mouth this day
but reading past ones i realized i had em then
nicely strung, in tune sometimes
hot peppers,
no idea where that came from
music classical
having given up on some things, let go
i find the foreign language of my routines
leave me speech impaired,
not bad really
i kind of like it
like being in a foreign country and all the clutter of another language doesn't interfere.
but reading past ones i realized i had em then
nicely strung, in tune sometimes
hot peppers,
no idea where that came from
music classical
having given up on some things, let go
i find the foreign language of my routines
leave me speech impaired,
not bad really
i kind of like it
like being in a foreign country and all the clutter of another language doesn't interfere.
Saturday, September 23, 2006
buttons of a literary nature
for tomorrow at Word on the Street.
FB-24 at Queen's Park in the Fringe Beat
under the banner 2X4to the forehead
in our town of Torontoooooo!
Hope to see you literary types there!
FB-24 at Queen's Park in the Fringe Beat
under the banner 2X4to the forehead
in our town of Torontoooooo!
Hope to see you literary types there!
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
Reading Buddies
Meet (back row) Heidi and Enid, Henry with the curly hair in the middle and Louisa in front. Small little pillow dolls with small pockets to keep tiny books. To see more pictures please click on the photo and explore more at my flickr site.
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Friday, September 15, 2006
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Thursday, August 31, 2006
from under water i catch a breath
.... it has been a long time, holding my electronic breath,
aquaman was always my favorite superhero, i even had the pencil case
i am back in time for the lovely cooling
the nooks of house warmth
and pleasant busy doing
stay tuned for lots of things
balls of string
kittens that are magicians
and eggplants who i am on a first name basis with
welcome back says me to me
i will sit type type and have a cup a tea
aquaman was always my favorite superhero, i even had the pencil case
i am back in time for the lovely cooling
the nooks of house warmth
and pleasant busy doing
stay tuned for lots of things
balls of string
kittens that are magicians
and eggplants who i am on a first name basis with
welcome back says me to me
i will sit type type and have a cup a tea
Friday, July 14, 2006
pause
hello dear blog readers.
please be advised that i am changing house
and will take a wee pause to ensure i haven't
forgotten my head while packing
i will resume dear bloggy in late august
happy sun and sky to you...
please be advised that i am changing house
and will take a wee pause to ensure i haven't
forgotten my head while packing
i will resume dear bloggy in late august
happy sun and sky to you...
Thursday, July 13, 2006
Monday, July 10, 2006
Friday, July 07, 2006
Will and the Other world
Inspiration for this pillow is taken from the book by Phillip Pullman entitled "The Subtle Knife". The subtle knife allows Will to enter and exit other worlds. The books are very good 3 in total part of 'His Dark Materials' trilogy. I still must read the last one.
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