I don't come back to this domain much anymore… sometime I come back because it is my history… most of the time I want to forget that part of my life…. but sometimes a little piece of me remembers.
Monday, August 20, 2012
O Give Me A Home
So what did you all think of my poem... I had a good laugh writing it because though I exaggerated, the story itself is not made up! Mmmmmm... fish and fly soup...still in the fridge if anyone wants some. : ) I have been noticing that the grasshoppers though not as bad as some years are still pretty darn bad... the flies... well you can't leave the door open at all and you had better make sure that food is in air tight containers. Hornets, the darlings... they are all over they house and I can't close the doors because Sir Arsewipe is still working on getting the house done so he comes and goes with wood or tools at will. As of today he hopes to be finished. I hope so too because quite frankly I'm tired of him being here and having to watch every thing that comes out of my mouth. Daughter #2 took off and went to a friend's house last night but Daughter #1 and I sat around and had custard and cake... (made with corn flour and potato flour...it was ok I guess ... but the custard was good). I think I am looking forward to the end of this day.
I am out of boxes and have to go to the grocery store to get more today. The packing continues and while I didn't get all of the stuff packed on the deck that I had planned on doing, I did get some of my kitchen stuff done. Some progress is better than none. I still haven't tackled the fleeces in the shed because I don't want to go at that while there is sawdust everywhere. The last thing I want to do is have to pick fleeces in Nfld because they are full of sawdust that they got contaminated with here. the shed remains a dreadful mess. Still, slowly but surely there are fewer and fewer things in the shed to come out. I am glad of that. I can't wait to get the shed cleaned out because once that's done then that's when we are going to have a huge garage sale. Still the 31st which is our closing date is looming closer and closer. It scares me how quickly that date is creeping. Today being the 20th of August means that in terms of daylight we are equivalent to April 21st. I'm not sure why that is so daunting but it is.
I've been wanting to use the above painting for a few days now but since I have been so focused on going back east to the shore and the ocean I really couldn't find a good reason to use it so today I am using it just because I like it. And well it does remind me a little bit of Farrel Creek which is a farming area close by to where I am living now. It is something that I will be leaving behind when I go. I've always loved to pass the fields of buffalo because it reminds of the days when bison roamed this country freely. No fences and no boundaries. There's something appealing about that.
Freedom is an intoxicating concept... I'm not sure it is a real thing but still I like to think that somewhere there is true freedom. I have contemplated the idea many times and I often wonder if it is possible to find such a thing. I know I have never found it and never will that is because my family are far more of a priority to me than freedom. If you have even one person relying on you then you cannot have true freedom... not if you take your responsibilities seriously.
I also love the above painting for the colours. As soon as I saw it, the sky reminded me of a Kaffe Fassett piece of knitting. I wouldn't mind designing an afghan based on these colours.
This morning I woke to the sound of the chickadees swarming the last of the Saskatoon berries in the bushes between the house and the old chicken coop. there were quite a few berries this year but I didn't pick them for one because I'm not dreadfully fond of Saskatoons but also because I will have no reason to store any this year and picking them and just eating them is not to our liking. Normally I would freeze them when I got them and make pies but since I can't eat gluten in wheat pies kind of seem pointless. anyway I loved the sound of the chickadees... i wonder if they will be around in Nfld... Now I know you're wondering about that since of course there are chickadees in Nfld. But they do tend to be further inland than right on the coast and you did see the pic of my (hope-to-be)property in yesterday's post... not a bush to be seen anywhere... but lovely grasses. There will be shore birds I'm sure... but what else I don't know. Definitely the sea... the sea oh the wonderful sea...
So let's see... today, as an ending to this post, I will post a couple of paintings of birds... those that I am leaving behind and those that I expect to see.
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