In the meantime I will have something new to show you in the next day or two.
The last morning of June. I couldn't wish for a more wonderful gift to celebrate .
Amidst the bracken, raspberry and sweet william, this little fellow stands at the edge of the forest.
Yesterday was Canada Day, the nation's 144th birthday. The day passed happily with friends and good food. We watched the celebrations in Ottawa on TV last night and prepared for bed to the booming of fireworks in the distance. And the next morning,
We had 2 new visitors, the Pansy Eaters, who decimated our planters halfway up the front stairs.
The morning sun began to lift the dew from the long grasses, daisies and Indian paintbrush.
and back to Mom
These are the quiet joys of life in the country. We are lucky in a million ways.
We are lucky to have such a camera. And the skill to doctor these shots taken through our, as yet, unclean windows still covered in tree pollen from the spring. And just to live here. I have to put the camera down so I can really drink in the experience. Behind my glasses, behind the camera, behind the window, I am thrice removed from reality. We are not here just to witness but, indeed, to engage. That's where the creativity comes in.
Creating a life for ourselves, not just being in reaction to what happens to us,
but creating in action that which we would have in our lives:
love, good health, peace, beauty, freedom, choice, you name it....