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Walking wild

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We have had so much rain!  I despair it will never be sunny again.  Mushrooms are all over the place! I am not all that familiar with what kinds of wild mushrooms are what… But I think that they are so beautiful. Did you know that Beatrix Potter was an illustrator of mushrooms? Actually she drew scientific pictures of all kinds of spores and identified quite a few of them. Some of her illustrations are still being used in textbooks today! ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Nature Notes Our world Tuesday Image-in-ing

The rhythm of a simple home

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  The first summer my mum and I moved into our apartments…mine on the second floor and hers on the first…we walked past a friend’s little shop and admired a blue and white striped chair in the window. Three or four times a week we would walk past and she would tell me how much she loved the chair. One day I came home from work and she told me that she had purchased it. She loved it. My sister, brother, and I would laugh because if one of us happened to be nibbling on a little something while we were sitting on it or if we happened to curl up a bit and put our feet on it, mum would give us the evil eye until we either sat up straight or stopped eating. Since she passed away last month I have inherited the chair and it sits in my living room just above the very spot where it sat in her house.  ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ The hearth and soul Grace at home

Selah

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    t Bear ye one another’s burdens, and so fulfill the law of Christ.  Galatians 6:2 ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ My mum passed away unexpectedly on 27 June and this was the first verse that I read shortly after her passing. My sister is living with stage 5 colon cancer and my brother and I tend to go our own ways. This verse reminded me that we will need to take care of one another now that our mother is gone.  Sunday scripture blessings Scripture and a snapshot You are invited to the Inlinkz link party! Click here to enter

In my mother’s garden

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  My mother passed away unexpectedly on 27 June. It does seem rather strange to list this here…it is not one of my favourite things.  We had her services on Saturday and our goal was to follow her wishes… She wanted the loved ones who attended to remember her with joy and laughter. We chose uplifting songs at the church…not too uplifting though. The church was packed! I don’t think there was a seat left. And we hosted her friends and family to a party at the Boston Yacht Club here in Marblehead. It was a sunny and beautiful temperature day sandwiched between a whole bunch of rainy, stormy days. I could hear people laughing and reminiscing as I walked about greeting everyone.  Now we begin the process of healing and becoming accustomed to a life without her.  It’s the simple things…. Making “salad” in a pail full of rain water. There’s nothing like a group of toddlers to remind you that life goes on.  The gardens are sort of a mess in the back garden. It’s been either teaming rain for w

15 July

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  I am thankful for all the rain and fog we’ve been having…for weeks and weeks now. Firstly, we need the rain! And secondly, the weather seems to be wrapping me in a cocoon of comfort  since the loss of my mum on 27 June. Bright and sunny July days would seem crass and almost obnoxious. These slow rainy, foggy days are giving me a chance to dance with my sorrow  And step back into the world a little at a time.  Thankful Thursday

Fill us with the light of day

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  My mother passed away on 27 June.  We had her services on 10 July and the following morning I walked down to the harbour to see this beautiful, calm, and peaceful sunrise.  Waves of sadness pour upon me periodically as I go about my days. She gave me roots and she gave me wings. Nature Notes Our world Tuesday    Pictorial Tuesday     Imagine-in-ing  

In my mother’s garden

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  My mother passed away quite unexpectedly on 27 June. Sadness and sorrow overwhelm us  but at the same time there is abundant gratitude. I haven’t blogged in a few months and thought that perhaps I was done here at A spirit of simplicity. This morning I find myself needing to mark down the natural turns of life once again. So…here I am. Mum, When I count my blessings I will always count you twice Thank you for giving me both roots and wings Always in my heart