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It's Worth the Drive to Birch Island

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This past weekend we made our way on what I hope will be an annual trip to Birch Island (hint hint).  Driving north past my hometown and the unique and beautiful landscape of the near and not so near northern part of Ontario always makes me a bit melancholy.  The white pines seemingly growing straight out of the granite rock face, silhouetted against the dark blue lakes speak to me like no other landscape that I have experienced so far in my life.
We went much farther north than Muskoka, ending up at Birch Island on McGregor Bay.  Four Bruce Trail hikers armed with plenty of wine and food together for a weekend of relaxation.  If there is a way to forget your to-do list at home, this is it.  For a full 48 hours I did not think about anything much at all that was waiting for me at home or at work.  Maybe this is why people do not mind making the weekly trek north to cottage country? 
After a late night of chatting and laughter,  I was woken in the middle of the night but a strong scen…

Gardening as Meditation

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Sporadic blog posts are becoming my norm.  I have a hard time with that - with the realization that I just can't do everything.  I can't be everywhere.  I can't be everything to everyone. Things have to give once in a while.  That is HARD for me.  But life is busy.  Like it is for everyone.  Does anyone else feel like time is fast forwarding and things are moving at a faster and faster pace?  I long to slow down.

If there is a time of year to try and slow down and enjoy it is the summer.  The days are longer but the season is fleeting.  The longest day of the year is almost upon us and then (sadly) we will start going the other way.

Today was hot.  I awoke early and went out to the garden.  I needed the time there to just stop thinking, planning and fretting.  For me gardening is like meditation.  There is only the smells, sounds, colours and textures of what is in front of me. There is nothing else.
We practice to have enough strength to confront problems effectively. To …

Backyard Bird Watching

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I love to watch the birds that come to our feeder.  The activity and sound brings so much life to the backyard.  With the return of the warmer weather (present weather excluded) the robins are back along with the red winged blackbirds.  I am sure they are as put out by this April storm as I am.  
There is not much I can do but hunker down and wait for mother nature to regain her good temper. The birds are braving the winds and pelting freezing pellets for some seed.  I feel a bit sad when the feeder becomes an all you can eat buffet for the bigger birds but such is the cycle of life. 
As for spring, it will come sooner or later....right?









The below pictures were taken in better weather a few days ago.  





Jack likes to watch the birds too.  And sunbathe.

Sundays

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When you are a nine-to-fiver Monday through Friday weekends are a time to look forward to.  It is our time - whether we use it to get caught up on things; spend time with family and friends; relaxing, or a bit of all of everything.  To me Sundays are especially a good time to just move a little slower instead of racing against the clock like the rest of the week.  I was recalling how when I was younger, there were no stores open on Sundays.  I sometimes think it would be a good thing to revert back to that. A day of slowing down.. for everyone.
This morning I enjoyed being awake while the rest of the house slept.  Making muffins, quiet coffee and then we took  a lovely walk to the lake on a gorgeous January morning. 

Ahhh Sunday.. 









Time is an equal opportunity employer. Each human being has exactly the same number of hours and minutes every day. Rich people can't buy more hours. Scientists can't invent more minutes. And you can't save time to spend it on another day.  Even…

No Rush

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I love slow weekend mornings when there is no rush to go anywhere.  The to do list is there, but just for a little while it is nice to pretend that it doesn't exist.  I have discovered lately that when I rush around doing things not much more gets accomplished than when I take it a bit slower. Weekend mornings are a nice time to catch my breath and spend a couple hours first thing unwinding from the week.. yoga, leisurely coffee and some backyard bird watching before starting anything.  
I am weary of winter already yet there is much more to get through.  I miss my long walks outside, working in the garden, the warmth of the sun on my face.   I find myself more tired than usual and wanting to do nothing but curl up with a book for hours.  Last weekend I spent hours working on a puzzle in the warmth of the sun shining through the kitchen windows.  Like a bear, I feel like hibernating till spring comes.  I was surprised to see a rabbit in the backyard this morning.  Perhaps he was …