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Good morning everyone . . . and a Happy March 1st to you all.

A brand new month before us . . . wonder what it will bring - hopefully a little bit of spring.

Yay - no trips out of town for medical this month. But lots of projects to do around the house. Enjoying the lengthening of the daylight hours these days - but never like turning the clocks ahead in March - oh well.

Off to church, lunch with family, then possibly an outing.

Have a great day.
 
a new month I spent yesterday at a quilting mini-retreat. We rent a space at the Seniors Centre-large bright room-lots of windows -and we sew! Everyone brings food and we enjoy a hearty lunch and dinner-and all for $5 each.
I made a lanyard , attached the binding to a large quilt I had made (just need to handstitch other side down) and made a simple but lovely quilt top featuring owls.
A productive day and lots of great visiting too.
On a sad note -one of our regulars was away-her son passed away suddenly in Ireland-just months before his wedding. He was in his 20s.
 
Perhaps it's a late winter Canadian phenomenon - that complaining. Fatigue, less sunshine, being more housebound ... starts to take a toll on us I think. I know my mood often lifts once it's easier to get outside, the days are longer and sunnier.
 
Seeler enters the room with her arms full of wood. She bends down by the fireplace and pokes around. My goodness, when is the last time anyone thought to build a fire to chase off the winter blue. Then she remembers - that's kinda her responsibility. She looks around for a day-oldd newspaper, crumples it in the fireplace, adds a few pieces of cedar from the bottom of the empty kindling box, then two small pieces of birch from the load she just brought in. She strikes a match and waits. It catches the paper, then the cedar. She adds a couple more sticks as the birch starts burning. The room looks more cheerful. She notices Crazyheart curled up in a corner.

"What's the matter, my friend? Can you tell me? I'll just sit here beside you if you feel like talking. Otherwise we will just share the silence."
 
That feels better already Seeler - nothing like a blazing crackling fire in the hearth to warm our spirits as well as our bodies. Thank you!
 
seeler, I saw your photos on Facebook. Lovely family.
My son, Grandson, and Grandaughter dropped in with milk and took the garbage out for us. That was good.

Liver and onions for supper and lemon pie. There is really nothing to complain about, is there, Carolla and seeler
 
Things seem to be going well for our daughter's family right now. They've moved into their new house and are getting organized. Granddaughter seems to be getting over her moodiness and is pleasant to be around. We've been picking up Grandson after school on Thursday's this month and he spends a few hours with us before his Dad picks him up. Last week he went out and played by himself in the snow - climbing banks, digging tunnels, and breaking down the neat edges Seelerman had on each side of our driveway. It was fun to watch him.
We had a delightful restaurant meal, good food, good service, no one whiny or unpleasant.
I have so much to be thankful for I can sometimes forget this tremor in my arm and leg.
"Ship's Boy is the Arctic" will soon be in its second printing.
 
Thump, thump! (That's Seeler tramping the snow off her boots in the entrance way. She enters the room with her armful of wood and goes to the fireplace.)
Good. Someone banked the fire before going to bed last night. It will only take a minute or two to get a cozy fire going. A few inches of new snow last night, hardly enough to bother sweeping off the step. Overcast, but with some pink in the sky as the sun gets up.
Did I get rich from my book yet? Not quite. My main hope was to break even, which I did. The book has sold well locally - but is almost unknown beyond my circle of friends and acquaintences - who havee sometimes bought four or five copies and given them to friends as far away as New Zealand. I don't know how to get the publicity out like a big publisher would - and have it discussed on 'Canada Reads' and picked up for a CBC movie.
Actually I've probably maade a couple hundred dollars - what does that work out to for five years work?
 
Complains????

The authorities don't like common people (pagans) to complain that would eliminate the authorities time to complain about the common people charging authorities with absconding with public funds ... without a thought none-the less ... thus pagans are bottom line.

In some times and places this is the support system ... on this side of reality we don't recognize ID ... thus altruism, hidden gospel and lack of gutte Nous ... the neural sensation that your gut is not void ... a kind of satire on the way things aren't at bottom line! This has been labeled incarnate activity ... or authorities not doing what we expected ... being absolutely honest ... thus abstracts steels into your thoughts!
 
So unless you're higher up or Eire ... be silent and dais without a whimper ... at least that the authorities can hear ... and they'd rather not! Silence is won Eire full!
 
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