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Our daily walk. The temperature is much milder today. Makes our walk so much more pleasant. I was fascinated by fences and gates as you can see. #ourdailywalk #fences #gates #photochallenge #taleswithfriendsInstagram has memories now. Well, this is a nice one- my almost first geisha. Ta - dah! #memories #geisha #taleswithfriendsOne minute of puppy joy - Rudy and Sheba. A video from Sheba’s puppy hood. I think she is 3 years old here. #video #puppyjoy #sheba #rudy #taleswithfriendsA little one minute roadtrip. Down memory lane without Sheba. #video #roadtrip #memorylane #taleswithfriendsOur daily walk. It’s a minus 30 C with the windchill. The back alleys has the garbage bins and throwaway food and wrappers on the ground. Sheba can smell them under snow. Too cold to wrestle with her for them. I try to capture interesting features along the way. Today it’s fences. #ourdailywalk #sheba #backalleys #garbagebins #throwawayfood #fences #taleswithfriends55 seconds of Sheba-nanigans. #video #sheba #shenanigans #taleswithfriendsOur daily walk. Struggling with dog on a rope, walking stick and camera. We have different ideas of where to go. I want the park but she won. Not much snow on our solar panels but slant of sun not optimal for production. Another month or so to perk up. #ourdailywalk #struggling #park #solarpanels #taleswithfriendsPieces of my forgotten self. Funny how bits of my life as Wonder Woman keeps showing up even after years of hanging up my duty shoes. Last night the new drama on CBC, Unspeakable, brought back all the memories. It’s based on the tainted blood scandal in Canada in the 1980s. Many people was infected with HIV and Hepatitis C. I remembered our first AIDS patient. I remembered our first code of an AIDS patient, the chaos, the uncertainties, the anxieties. No need for worrying about Alzheimer’s yet for me. This time, the past memories gave me good feelings of ‘I was a good nurse.’ I cared for people. I am over my PTSD. #piecesofmyself #memories #mypast #ptsd #nurse #taleswithfriendsGiving some of my plants much neglected TLC. I’m thinking oh Mary Oliver. She died today at age 83. I’m thinking of her words. What is it that I plan to do with my one wild and precious life? The Summer Day Who made the world? Who made the swan, and the black bear? Who made the grasshopper? This grasshopper, I mean- the one who has flung herself out of the grass, the one who is eating sugar out of my hand, who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down- who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes. Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face. Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away. I don't know exactly what a prayer is. I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass, how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields, which is what I have been doing all day. Tell me, what else should I have done? Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon? Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life? —Mary Oliver #tlc #repotting #maryoliver #words #myonewildandpreciouslife #taleswithfriendsIt’s hard to make bread in 1 minute. 😤 Hope it brings a minute of giggles. Hope I didn’t leave out any steps. #video #makingbread #oneminute #taleswithfriends
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FEASTING
It’s the day after the fast. I had to do a little adjusting in the morning. I listened to my body. I did not go to my aerobics class. I knew that when I went to bed last night. My … Continue reading
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LANGUISHING
It is Tuesday morning, a day off. Funny how I still think of days off when I’m retired. Those words have been a part of my vocabulary for so many years. You get two nurses together, the conversation mostly sounds … Continue reading
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HOW I SPEND MY DAYS
How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives. – Annie Dillard I wish I could write such insights as Annie Dillard. But then I’m not a Pulitizer winning authour. She has written many books. I … Continue reading
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GLORY DAYS – Day 13 in a year of…
Day 13, August 4, 2016 @4:05 These are truly the glory days of August. My garden is flushed with delicious vegetables. Let me not squander the days away with stinking thinking, bad attitude, foul mood or low blood sugar. Afternoons … Continue reading
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