Sunday, August 29, 2010

A-OOOOOO-ga!!!!




It's great to have friends in fun places!!! Lorre and Bill borrowed Bill's dad's Model T Ford and off we went. Over the hills and through the dales of Prince Edward County, ever mindful that we were going too slow, emitting way too many fumes, and having the time of our lives! You can take the girls out of the women but you can't take the party girls out of the rumble seat!

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Last Call For Flip Flops!


The shed opens its' doors today, while a little bit of wind catches the chimes. Nothing damp or hot going on in Prince Edward County today....just fresh air and flowers opening up to the pleasing breezes. Funky flip flops still have their own little corner of the shop, and WOW, do they look good with a fresh pedicure!
While I was enjoying my first of the season the other day, the pedicurist said, 'You do your own nails?'. Swelling with pride, I asserted that yes I did do my own toenails. 'Bad job', said she. The flip flops make the same point...what a difference!!!...coral nails, bit of a tan, and bejewelled feet. So summer!!!

Monday, August 23, 2010

Skippy!


Our little friend is now on heart medication, but it doesn't seem to diminish his strong sense of self. Ever felt that self-satisifed?

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Here She Comes...Pretend You're a Sunflower



A balcony view of our own little Farmville without the annoying music and complaining animals. Even the bee is quiet.

Our New Front Yard?


We're down to the final bits on purchasing the new little house on the Trent. As I sit on it's deck wondering how to make everything fit into such a small place, I find myself mourning the loss of our schoolhouse. Woe is me - this is the first time I've not been excited about buying/selling a house.
I spy Rob at the shoreline. With Parkinson's disease on his horizon, Rob's only concern is where his dock will line up and if he can wrestle the swans from the lady next door who feeds them corn daily. "I'll use better stuff", says he.
My melancholy moves aside....slowly.
With thirty years between us, we will meet in the middle. Simple.

Saturday, August 21, 2010

A Not Quite Summer Kind of Day


Sometimes Mother Nature tries out her next season before introducing it completely. That's what today feels like. All is green, the air is warm but there are hints of fall falling....a few red leaves in the trees, humidity gone. Before I pick up my mug of coffee and head outside to This White Shed, it may be wise to trade in my sunscreen for a cardigan...or... I'll just bound out there in my moo moo, flog my sundresses and bright yellow furniture, while spending the day in total and utter denial!