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26 Sept 2023

Mixing It Up

Fishing shacks in Blue Rocks, N.S.

   Hi Everyone,

 Two photos from hurricane Lee that recently blew over Nova Scotia.

                                                            A very good day to stay home.
 

                                  Autumn has arrived and the leaves are slowly changing. I'm always picking up leaves and such even when I say I won't.


                                    Came upon this welcome scene in the middle of the woods.


                                                                       Burning Bush

A lethargic bee

                                                With the temps dropping the bees are moving slowly. Great photo opportunity, but not good for the bees. I am not sure if these worker bees made it back to the hive.


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The Birdhouse Inn

The beautiful artwork today is by Jeanie who blogs at The Marmalade Gypsy. You can find Jeanie here. Jeanie sent me this delightful card as a thank you for being a winner of my recent giveaway.

 
Until Next Time...

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7 Sept 2021

Summer Escapades ~ Part 1

                                                             
                                                         Loosestrife in the Marshlands
 Hi there,

Since my last post, I've made another trip around the sun. Travel onboard terra firma; it's a marvelous world!

 I do hope everyone enjoyed a lovely summer, or winter. Thankfully, summer’s not quite over.


I did visit my usual haunts, but I certainly would have enjoyed a few more outings. But somehow when out walking, I twisted my foot and developed Plantar Fasciitis. I have no idea how athletes keep on the move with it. Obviously, they have superb medical expertise at hand. I hope to be on the move soon though; I do have lost time to make up for.

                                                                             A selfie.

   I love being outside for what I call my restorative nature therapy. I always feel renewed and refreshed     after a day, or even an hour, out in the heart of the beauty that surrounds us. 

The Loosestrife looks like Fireweed. If you really stretch your imagination, you can imagine lavender fields in Provence, France. According to Wikipedia, Bulgaria produces the most lavender. Who knew?


                                                   Peaches and Cream corn fields




Someone told me about this sunflower field, so I went on a little excursion to another town. Standing near the sunflowers, I found myself thinking about Van Gogh. I wonder what he would think about his sunflower painting selling for 39 million in 1987.


I hoped the farmer was the benevolent type, although my imagination conjured up an angry farmer with a shotgun in hand yelling at me to get off his land. Undaunted and with wonky footing, I stealthy crept into the field. I mean who could resist. 




                                                                          Busy Bee
    
Bees are a favourite creatures of mine. I've been out to the hives with a beekeeper a few times. 
Sometime ago I took a bee keeping course and would love to tend hives. These days I would need an assistant. A full super of honey can weigh up to 90 lbs.

A bit about bees. Bees navigate using landmarks and/or the sun. In the early spring, the scout bees fly out on a mission to find a supply of flowers. If they find them, they fly back to the hive and do a dance. The dance gives the worker bees the exact coordinates of that supply of nectar and pollen. In the summer, they air condition their hives to a precise temps required to raise the brood by fanning their wings that have drops of cool water that they have gathered on them. Easier done if they have afternoon shade, but, unfortunately, the proper placement of hives doesn't always happen. The queen bee, besides laying eggs non stop, controls the hive's activities with her pheromones. There’s much more to tell, but it’s time to move on.
Like many people, I am concerned about the bees; I wish they were treated better. They are such amazing creatures.

Here's a link for info and for a list of the many crops bees pollinate. 


The sky here looks so white. I've toned down the picture so you can look at it without wearing sunglasses. Actually, that's smoke from the many forest fires (over 100) that were burning in Northern Ontario at the time. Like many parts of the world, Canada has had a summer of extremes. In British Columbia, at one point, the temperatures were hotter than they were in Death Valley. On the B.C coast mussels fried on the rocks. Temperatures reached 49.6C or 121.28 F. It boggles the mind.



A late blooming wild rose. I wish you could smell it. Glorious!

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     Off the drawing board...





While clearing out my desk, I happened upon this wee birdie that I drew long ago; she was destined for the bin. I did manage to salvage it by pumping up the colour and adding the wee fly to cover a splotch of paint. (Sometimes the brush has a mind of its own; amazingly it can flip out of your hand and twirl about in the air and hit the paper with an unceremonious splat.)

While not much is happening on Etsy, a friend of mine knows someone who owns a shop, so some of my cards and prints will be available there next week. That makes me happy.

In other news, the local art group will be starting their regular meetings next week. (Social distancing, both vaccines and masks apply.) 
Also, the group hopes to have an art show at the mall in November. I have a few pieces of art to frame for the show. I can buy a ready made mat and frame for one, but two more will require a professional touch. (Mat cutters and I do not see eye to eye.) I love how the shops finish the back too.




Using up my scraps of paper. The top painting: pastel and then two watercolours.

'Til next time...

Cultivate Your Dreams

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30 Jun 2020

June's Tune

June 30, 2020


Hi there,

I hope you all had a good month!

Here in Canada, June with its puffy, free floating clouds, bluest of skies, and blossoms running riot everywhere you look is the best of months. And one truly longed for which makes it even sweeter. Actually, for me, June is like a poem or a song from nature, and to heap accolades on it, it's the best painting of all.

Greens intensify.
Container plants take off.
Ivy trails.

                                                             
                                                               Peonies bloom.



Bees forage and buzz out arias.

Weeds show off.

Roses bloom and bushes too.


Woodland Ferns grow large. And so much more, but I will move along for now.

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 On the making front, this month I tried eco-printing. I don't have a heat press, and a press would really enhance the colours. But, overall, it worked quite well using a regular iron and pressing everything between two sheets of Teflon. Another time, I will experiment with lighter weight paper, and, of course, a wider variety of flowers and leaves. And who knows I may brave it and boil everything up in an old pot on the stove. Dahlias would make a lovely print. I don't have any, but I may be able to 'borrow' a few.


                       
Bunting also piqued my interest, so I decided to make one, drawing whatever comes to mind with gel pens on black paper. Approximately 12 more to go, although I may make it smaller and string it across my desk.

 I left comments for everyone who visited last time. Thanks for your company!

'Til Next Time...

Cultivate Your Dreams

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28 May 2019

May Days

Hi there,

What's new? Around here we have finally thrown of the bow lines of winter and are eager for all things green bright and beautiful. I've been dreaming of flowers, seeking them out and planting my containers. Although with a fresh crop of newly fledged blackbirds in the area, it's been fun and games. Well, mostly games. They have a ton of energy and fly in whenever the mood strikes them to tear my plants to pieces. So I've also planted a few more Canadian flags to scare them away. The birds will likely leave their nest soon to soar over the wilds, so I'm sure my plants will spring back and life will sail on. If not, well, there will be plants for me and some for the birds.


Did I mention I love trees? Well, probably, but to reiterate I am a tree hugger.  Did you know that trees protect each other. In other words, they have each others backs/trunks. For example, if I was the tree to the far left and my neighbour to the far right was in need of water, I would ship some water over to her/him. Amazing! They parley via their root systems. So that means they definitely communicate,  show empathy, and have compassion, etc. Rather like humans.  Yes, Virginia it's a living, wondrous world!




This majestic old pine has been around awhile.
I think these are Elm trees. 

I stood with my back against this one for awhile, communing with nature/ trading tall tales.  :)

The highs.
The colour of spring. What a sight for sore eyes!


Wild Violets

I am pleased that people are not waging immediate war on their dandelions this year. They provide the first sup of nectar for foraging bees.




Below pictures from gardens that crossed my path.



And lastly, this wonder. One of many glorious old homes in the town I was visiting.
 I was tempted to rap on the door and beg entry.

 Look on high at the Widow's Walk/Watch. In the 19th century the lady of the house would often go up there to search the sea (in this case from the Great Lakes and then up the river) to see if her husband's ship was steaming home. In those days, unfortunately, many sailing ships were lost, hence the all to apt name.

Linking to My Corner of the World 
and Wandering Camera 
Thank you ladies.

'Til Next time...

Cultivate Your Dreams