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Saturday, February 4, 2012

Looking ever so closely......


...two tiny hummingbird beaks 
poke pinpricks in the air above magical nest edges of
moss, lichens and spiderwebs
a tiny nest basket
woven and fastened 
firmly on a thin branch
over a deep ditch 
hidden in heavy foliage.
Strength and elegance in the smallest of creatures.


"The woods hold not such another gem
as the nest of the hummingbird.
The finding of one is an event."
~ John Burroughs, naturalist

Thursday, February 2, 2012

Focus......


.....flies straight and true
wings fold tight to the body 
home approaches
spindly landing gear stretches
reaching....
reaching.....
for something solid to grasp.







“Concentration is the secret of strength.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Words....


...few
   far
   between
   spaces
   sleep beckons
   I obey...




“With the new day comes 
new strength and new thoughts.”
~ Eleanor Roosevelt


Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Twelve hours....



One minute at a time......
Stretched across today's landscape
All is well
All is quiet
Time to rest.





“A well-spent day brings a happy sleep.”
~ Leonardo da Vinci




Monday, January 30, 2012

Twenty years have gone by....


A long distance grandma, 
my memories are quite select,
a bit foggy for precise ages.

When you were but a babe
we whiled away an afternoon on your great Granddad's 
verandah at the farm at Milestone.

I think it was on that same trip 
we drove to Aunt Kate's beach house
at Fort Qu'Appelle. 

On the way we sang 
Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.

When you were about eight,
you visited me in Kelowna 
with your dad; 
you drew a picture of me 
on green construction paper with yellow crayon. 
(I still have that drawing.)

And on that same trip
you and I went shopping on 
that visit to Kelowna -  
you bought a watch 
with your very own money.

Then when you were twelve
you stayed 
in the camper with me 
at the edge of the orchard 
when I worked at the fruit stand,
you ate fresh Gala apples 
from the big red wooden bin.
We walked one evening on the road
and talked about video games (your topic) and
Star Trek (my topic)
We went to a movie (Dukes of Hazard)  after the
fruit stand was done on one day.

When you were sixteen - or was it seventeen - 
you drove
me to supper at Boston Pizza in Regina
just when the Rider's football game got out!  

And when you were eighteen,
I proudly watched your graduation from high school,
celebrating with a family barbecue 
at your Grandpa's cottage at Regina Beach.

You and I had supper at a Pub in Regina last summer. 
We discussed Stephen Hawking's theories.  

Your excitement was contagious!
I know there are many more memories 
tucked safely away in my mind.  
I treasure them all.  
Being a long distance Grandma worried me
afraid that we’d never know each other.

Guess I didn't have to worry!  Love you Jon!



“There are two lasting bequests we can give our children.
One is roots. The other is wings."
~ Hodding Carter, Jr.

Sunday, January 29, 2012

From a window above.....

....one night long ago,

snow drifted down
on the castle below.
Turrets were frozen,
the battle was stayed,
so the prince and princess
by the fireplace played.
They danced and romanced all cozy and warm, sparkling snow 'round the castle was doing no harm.

(This one's for you Ela and Larry!)

Raised on the prairies I am very aware that too much snow for too long is not a good thing, but I do miss the snow.  There are at least two things that cannot be done with rain: making a snowman out of rain, and taking a picture of rain unless it's a prairie downpour!  :) Susan

“Romance is the glamour which turns 
the dust of everyday life into a golden haze.”
~ Amanda Cross