April in Canada

Hello everyone:

Well, April is almost gone and it's still cold here but today it's not snowing and that's a start!  We don't really get spring and autumn up here in the Interior of BC - we just get summer and winter - winter starts around mid to end October and as it was still snowing on and off last week, I guess April's out.......but the snow has melted from my front lawn and I only have a little bit left in the back garden, so am looking forward to the time when I can plant some new bedding plants.  Am going for creeping thyme in the pet garden as it doesn't need mowing!  But will still provide something nice and green for the cats and dog to walk on and lie on - I'm hoping they don't pee on it!  But whatever!  Something green will be great.  Have been having a bash at more writing - am learning lots all the time.  Just read a blog called 'witchway' and it is very helpful indeed.  The author lives in Ilfracombe, North Devon, which is where I lived once.....small world, eh! 

What is real and what is not?

So, what is real and what is not?
If seeing is believing
What we can't see, does not exist
Our sight can be deceiving

We see in third dimension way
That's dangerous you know
For there's much more around us all
'They'd' like themselves to show

I challenge you, this world has much
To teach you, even now
We see what we're prepared to see
What earthly minds allow

And once we come to realize
Our lives we self create
We open up to Higher Self
And learn to meditate

The more we learn, the less we know
That's progress in itself
Our ego must be held in check
Then we will find our worth

We are complete, each one of us
Our true selves know it all
So we must go within ourselves
To hear our spirit's call

Sit quietly, and do not think
Allow your mind to still
And wait for sources from above
With wisdom, minds to fill

A quiet, empty, vessel gives
Our Angels and our Source
The time to give us faith and hope
To help us run our course

So never think you're all alone
You've Angels by your side
They're waiting till you ask for help
Yes, they with you abide!

Express your feelings carefully
We get what we give out
Our feelings and our thoughts create
That's what life's all about

When happy thoughts, your life create
More happy things arrive
When sorrow is your earthly cloak
More sorrow will abide

So dwell on this, my earthly friend
Your future's in your hand
It can be bright, or full of care
Your life's yours to command.

V.E. Hall (c)
January 2011

Sorry no posts lately!

Hello friends
Just want to update you - sorry there's been no posts for a while, I've been busy writing a book.  I'll keep you posted!
Vida

Is Devon Heaven?

Is Devon Heaven?
Or is it just heavenly?
This depends on you....

If you're seeking
A quiet country lane
A view of the sea
A sandy shore
Then go visit Devon

If you're seeking
Country pubs and home cooked food
And waves where you can surf
Then go visit Devon

If you're seeking
Farmers' markets
Antiques and crafts
And really good bakeries
Then go visit Devon

If you're seeking
Diverse scenery
Some windswept and wild
Some charmingly ordered
Then go visit Devon

You'll be thinking now
The author loves Devon
And the answer is sure
For me, Devon IS Heaven!

Fall in Logan Lake

Fall is coming a little earlier this year

The rain falls, steady and cold

And creates a white mist in the mountains

And the chill seeps into my bones

I close the windows and turn up

The thermostat for our fireplace

And it clicks on, flames shooting upwards

And sending out welcoming, radiant, heat

My old cat, Henry, moves to the rug

In front of the fireplace

And settles down for a comfortable snooze

Phoebe moves to the pet bed near the fireplace

And smiles as she snuggles

Into the warmth of the pet bedding

Encompassed in the radiant heat

Gradually the other cats come in to join us

Leaving the wet ground in the pet garden

And abandoning the mouse-watch area

In return for a snooze in our warm and cozy living room

The garage has been cleaned out

And the Jeep sleeps in there once more each night

The garden tools have been brought inside

And the watering hoses disconnected

Ready for their winter's hibernation

Stews and casseroles are now on the menu once again

To almost completely replace the salads and the quiches

Comfort food is called for

Warm, tasty, and satisfying to the body and the soul

Winter will soon be here, I can feel its approach

And we'll be ready for it when it comes

Snow shovel in the garage

Extension cord for the Jeep's block heater

Ready for its winter duties

But for now, we'll take Fall

With its rainy days and its trees shedding leaves

And we'll get ready for long evenings indoors

With good books

Old favourites and future favourites

The seasons come and go

My pet family and I are safe and snug

In our Logan Lake home

Our little home in the west.

The Lanes of Bratton Fleming, Devon

Photo by Bridget Moore, Devon (c)

Living in Bratton Fleming was a joy

A quiet, safe, community

With countryside views from our home

Green rolling hills, scattered with trees

And silver streams running across narrow lanes

It's there I spent hours walking my dog

My dear spaniel, Topsy

She was full of joy

And her happiness at simple things was contagious

She'd wag her tail and her whole body in an ecstacy of excitement

In the spring time

When the wild flowers bloomed

It was a feast for the eyes

And we'd pause on our walk, down the lanes

And gaze across fields and meadows

At the bobbing daffodils

Or snowdrops

Or bluebells

Each season presenting a different kaleidoscope of colour

We'd walk the lanes, my dog and I

And I thought I'd never leave my beloved Devon

Fate had a different life in store for me, for a while

But I will return

My spaniel has passed away

And I have another dog to walk

And I can hardly wait to introduce

My Toffee dog to an English country lane

I know she'll love it

And together, we'll create our own

Special walks and places

Somewhere in Devon

I'm not sure where

But its gentle, rolling countryside

And flower filled fields

Are calling me home.

Poor neglected feet!

Poor, neglected, feet
You take us miles every week
And we rarely pay you any attention

You're always there for us!
Surely you deserve a nice hot soak
Each night after a day of duty, carrying us around

How you'd love to be pampered
And cherished
And loved

I promise I'll pay you more attention from now on
After all, you're very hard-working
You deserve some soaking
And creaming
And massaging at night

See you later, then?
Well, how can I forget?
You'll remind me, right?
You'll ache and make me feel tired

But when I soak you in a warm bath
And rub you with foot moisturiser
You'll reward me with a feeling of contentment
As we fall asleep in our bed
My feet and I.