Wednesday, December 23, 2015


Meanwhile, littlest sister Joan is in Maui with her kids, hubby, and his mom.
She is trying not to sound like she's stalking Steven Tyler but hm they do pick up their takeout each night at a place he frequents. So why not?

As Emil, at age six, said to Joni Mitchell as held her hand at the Mendel Art Gallery in Saskatoon:
"It's too bad we won't get a chance to get to know each other." Joni graciously agreed.

Joan's post today:

Joan and Steve:

Better Angels

The term "better angels" has come into my awareness at least three times in the last couple days, including in this blog entry by Regina author Kathleen Wall.

She starts out by writing about a book whose author claims there is far less violence and repression in the world than there ever was, as opposed to the common belief that "The world's gone crazy."

Maybe you'd like to go read her piece? CLICK HERE. Kathleen's blog entries are always meaty and every time I read one, I think, "Oh my, I am such a lightweight." I say this with a little smile and total acceptance of my place on the scale of intellect. Remind me to tell you about my visualized meetings with my "Intellectual Self" someday. They've been few and short, quite matter of fact, but enlightening too. (Note to Self: Remember.)

Late yesterday afternoon I went for the most exquisite walk, stopping several times just to turn completely around and be fully amazed. There was hoarfrost everywhere and my trusty little camera couldn't capture the peace and encompassing lushness of it.

heading down the road

coming back home

To My Mother-in-Law

I don't know about you, but I have never liked putting wet teabags in a dessert bowl or small plate. I've never had just the right one! Till now. 
The little paddle is even perfect, standing in for a spoon when there's no string on the bag.

Thanks again, Pat!


ps see attached photo

A treasure Pat brought back from the Maritimes this fall. It's actually meant for serving and spreading cream cheese.