The Simple Woman’s Daybook – May

Hello Friend,

How good of you to stop by. Come on in and make yourself at home.

I’ve saved your favourite chair, right here by the window where we can watch the young robin who recently arrived in our back yard. Isn’t he a smart-looking fellow?

Since it’s the first Monday of the month, I am joining my writing friend, Brenda, and others who contribute to The Simple Woman’s Daybook. It’s a blending of slow and simple, yet thoughtful, prompts.

In keeping with the theme, our tea will be a simple one too. Snappy ginger thins, and tea served in my wedding china teacups. The pattern is Royal Doulton, Diana.

I have to admit, when I chose my china thirty-seven years ago the name was significant. Princess Diana was already all the rage, having been married to Prince Charles for two years, and I loved following her in news reports, magazines, and even books dedicated to the fashions she wore. That was the social media of the day. But of course, the name was only an alluring bonus to the pattern of the china, which I loved immediately upon seeing it.

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Are you comfortable? Let’s get to The Simple Woman’s Daybook, May edition.

For Today

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Looking out my window …

I’m sure you noticed, as you approached my door, how the green has popped on our front lawn. And, a few of the tulips I planted in the fall are bravely pushing through the dirt. See? I can hardly wait for them to bloom.

Across the cul de sac, our neighbours have new solar panels on their roof, and I do a double take every time I look in that direction. It took a whole week to install them.

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I am thinking …

of my mom who lost a dear sister this week. And of how she was unable to go to the small graveside service because of the current situation.

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I am thankful …

for sunshine and fair weather, and a cozy home when it’s cold and rainy outside, a comfy corner to lose myself in a book, and health and safety for all my family.

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One of my favorite things …

is this corner I’ve created with photos of our grandchildren. Each photo is a favourite shot of them, and the table on which they stand is my late grandma’s antique treadle sewing machine. Old and new, and a spread of five generations. I am reminded each time I walk past this corner that, just as Grandma’s sewing machine supports the photos of her great great grandchildren, her prayers for her family and future generations, while she lived, still support us and connect us to the past.

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I am creating …

intentional moments, with no multitasking. Just a moment to take in beauty and joy. I mentioned some of these in our May 1 visit

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I am reading …

Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See? [by Bill Martin Jr. and Eric Carle] to my grandchildren via video-chat. It’s a favourite because every page has a small slide-open window. So fun as I hold up the slide-open window to the camera and say Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What do you see? I see …. and as I slowly slide the window open, the kids guess what’s behind the door … I see a red bird looking at me! There’s so much suspense as they push their faces closer to the screen to see what it could be. It’s delightful, but I’m so looking forward to the day when I can cuddle them as we read books together.

I’m also reading:

It’s Trevor Noah: Born a Crime – Stories from a South African Childhood (the Young Reader edition) by Trevor Noah

A Train in Winter – An extraordinary story of women, friendship and survival in WWII by Caroline Moorehead

A Light from Heaven (from the Mitford Series) by Jan Karon

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Before we carry on, let me top up your tea. Another ginger thin? There’s hardly anything to them, have a couple more.

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I am watching …

Seachange: an Australian series I found on Acorn TV. It was filmed in 1998! But what drew me to it was the main character – Sigrid Thornton – who played Jessica Harrison in Man From Snowy River, which debuted in 1982.

Some couples have a song. The Cowboy and I have a movie – Man From Snowy River. It had all the elements we loved – horseback riding, ranching, young love, adversity, courage, integrity, and Kirk Douglas. We watched Sigrid Thornton in another mini-series way back in the 80’s – All the Rivers Run – but I hadn’t seen her in anything since then. So, I guess I was drawn to it because of the tie to “our movie”.

In Seachange she plays a high society city lawyer whose life falls apart, and she moves herself and her children to a small seaside town where she becomes a magistrate. It is a lighthearted enjoyable show. Just perfect for the season we’re in.

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I am listening to …

the soundtrack to Foyle’s War.

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I am hoping …

to find more time for reading this week.

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I am learning …

to be gentle with myself in this season. As one friend mentioned, she has a lower reserve margin these days. For me, that’s it exactly. I’m learning that it’s okay if I can’t accomplish “all the things”. And it’s okay if some items on the list get pushed to the back burner until events right themselves. A new normal takes time to get used to, especially when it is always changing.

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In my kitchen …

Chicken soup on the stove and biscuits in the oven.

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In my garden …

The Cowboy is transforming our yard; trimming trees, power-washing and then staining the fence, installing wooden borders around flowerbeds. He’s a gardening machine.

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Post Script …

My writing friend, Brenda, has created a beautiful blog where she reminds us to look for glimpses of heaven in unexpected places. Give her a visit. I know you will feel right at home at It’s a Beautiful Life.

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Shared Quote

Sit with winners. The conversation is different.

Not sure where this quote originated, but I first heard it from Dr. Jody Carrington, Kids These Days

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A moment from my day …

This early Mother’s Day gift arrived for me five days ago, but I haven’t unpacked it because every time I see it, the joy bubbles sparkle through me. I love gifts.

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Closing Notes …

Thank you for visiting today, it was a pleasure to have you. Take care out there.

See you next time.

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Featured image of woman pouring from lemon teapot by Jill Wellington from Pixabay

Lemon Cake and Stress Relief

Hello Friend,

Oh I AM glad to see you today, on this first day of May. Thank you so much for coming.

I’m looking forward to our lemon cake. I hope you don’t mind that it’s not from scratch; I pulled a cake mix out of the pantry. Unfortunately, I didn’t have the three required eggs. I only had two, so I mixed in a little extra water and oil. Maybe that was a big miscalculation, because the cake came out all crumbly and falling-apart.

However, I managed to salvage two held-together portions for you and me, that look very much like a piece of cake. At first I was going to serve it with Mom’s old Vanilla Pudding Icing – delicious on top of any cake.

Pudding Icing

1 envelope Dream Whip (2 to 2-1/2 cup yield)

1 pkg. vanilla instant pudding

1-1/2 cups cold milk

1 tsp. vanilla (optional)

Whip topping, instant pudding powder, milk, and vanilla. 2 minutes. Let sit to thicken. (If using food colouring, omit vanilla)

But then I watched The Cowboy dump a bunch of cake chunks in a bowl, top it with whipped topping and strawberries, and pronounce it one of my best cakes, so I changed my mind.

Whipped topping and fresh strawberries. This will be very much like a five-star from-scratch lemon cake made by the world’s best baker. See what a little extra help can do?

And we’ll have tea too, of course.

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Image by RitaE from Pixabay 

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I have to admit, my cake mishap is a picture of how my week started out. Crumbly and falling apart. The Cowboy rarely sees me so stressed. My unrest got him uptight and, like many men, he had all kinds of solutions. And Babe came to the rescue with suggestions that work for her when she needs to calm her nerves.

Like I said, it’s rare for me to fret, and I’m not sure what set me off. Perhaps just giving in to that thick layer of gauze I mentioned in a past visit, fear of that virus cloud that hangs over us all in varying forms, and doesn’t seem to be leaving anytime soon.

I mentioned my anxiety to a friend, and immediately upon reading my text she video-called. Later, Peaches listened and encouraged me too, even to the point of checking in at bedtime. How wonderful to be so cared for.

The Cowboy, Babe, Peaches, and my friend were the whipped topping and strawberries to my crumbling lemon cake. They were there just when I needed them, to make things better. I thank God for them.

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A friend loves at all times, and is born, as is a brother, for adversity.

Proverbs 17:17 AMP

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Image by Oldiefan from Pixabay

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What kinds of things help you to stay calm?

For me, as the week went on, I made a point to stop whatever I was doing. Then, create one intentional simple experience. No multitasking allowed in those moments.

I often have music playing in the background while I’m going about my day, but in these intentional moments I would close my eyes and just listen. Just listen. Take it in. My favourite this week was a playlist I found called Peaceful Guitar. No words, no accompaniment, just one guitar.

A few times in the week I went out to our patio and sat, eyes closed, face turned to the sun. Felt the warmth, soaked it in. Took deep breaths.

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In walking, just walk. In sitting, just sit. Above all, don’t wobble.

Yun Men

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I took moments to leaf through a home design magazine. I love looking at photos of beautiful homes. Bright kitchens with countertops that sparkle, spacious airy bedrooms, cozy bathrooms. And lovely landscapes too.

Other times, I made a point of stopping to listen to birdsong, opening the windows to let their sweet melodies in. One morning, I was awake at 4 a.m. when the birds were just beginning to sing. Instead of brooding about not being able to sleep, I just listened. It was heavenly lying there warm and cozy, soft pillow under my head, breathing and listening. In that attitude it didn’t take long to fall back to sleep.

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Image by Greg Krycinski from Pixabay 

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Of course, praying goes almost without saying. For me, praying is like breathing. It’s a continual conversation with God. I speak. He speaks. He listens. I listen. As His child, I feel comfortable telling Him things, and I can tell Him anything. Happy things, frustrating things, the littlest things, and the too-big-for-words things. Because He has proven His love and care for me in the past, I know I can trust Him with my happy or heated words. He gives …

beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness

Isaiah 61:3b NKJV

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I have enjoyed our visit today. I hope you will come again. And I hope, if you’re ever feeling anxious, that some of the intentional simple moments I created for myself this week might inspire you to create your own. Take care out there.

See you next time.

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Next time a sunrise steals your breath or a meadow of flowers leaves you speechless, remain that way.

Say nothing, and listen as heaven whispers,

‘Do you like it? I did it just for you.’

Max Lucado

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Featured image of woman pouring from lemon teapot by Jill Wellington from Pixabay

Snickerdoodles and Prince Edward Island

Hello Friend,

Come in, come in! Bring your wind-blown self in. Whew! It’s a bit breezy out there.

The Cowboy tried to do his work out on the patio today but the wind chased him back inside. Now that spring is actually here, everyone wants to be outside. We took our first bike ride this week. It was lovely to get out, breathe deeply, feel the wind in our faces.

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Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts.

There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature — the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.”

Rachel Carson, Silent Spring

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I hope you don’t mind sitting at this end of the table today. I’m not quite finished the puzzle on the other end. See? It’s Anne of Green Gables. I don’t usually build a puzzle from the bottom up but that’s how it worked out this time. Anne’s hat and red braids were the easiest pieces to pick out from the rest, and from then on it was bottom up.

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Working on it has brought back so many memories of our family holiday on Prince Edward Island nine years ago. There was not one bad day in that whole two-week vacation. How I’d love to go back.

Let me pour our tea, and then we’ll take a gander through the PEI photo book that Sweetie put together for us after the holiday.

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Image by Eugene Brennan from Pixabay 

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I must be in a reminiscent mood because the cookies I chose to bake for our teatime bring back childhood memories. Snickerdoodles! In my memory it was either chocolate chip cookies or snickerdoodles in our lunches and snacks. Do you have a special snack from childhood that makes you sentimental for the “olden days”?

Snickerdoodles require only the most basic of ingredients, which most people have in their pantries. In the right combination, they make the most delectable sugary cinnamon treat. Will you have two? (Smile)

Now, let’s get to that photo book. Isn’t it beautiful? I’m so so thankful for Sweetie’s thoughtfulness in putting it all together.

When I was looking for a place big enough for all of us to stay, I was adamant that it had to be on the North Shore. Lucy Maud Montgomery (author of Anne of Green Gables) often spoke of the beauty of the North Shore. The vacation home I found did not disappoint.

If you look near the beginning of the photo book, you’ll find it. Let’s see … here it is, a big red barn-shaped home called The Three Mermaids. Those magnificent windows looked out across a vast green lawn to the ocean beyond. And, that smaller red building to the side was a sweet little bunkhouse that slept two more people.

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Just for fun, I looked to see if the home was available anytime this summer, on the off-chance people will be traveling again by then. I couldn’t find any mention of it after 2018, but there are several others on the North Shore that were not available nine years ago. All very beautiful and cozy, with fine views of the ocean.

I suppose if The Cowboy or one of the sons-in-law were to describe our holiday, they’d talk about the lobster feasts and fantastic golfing, but for me it was about taking it all in. The ocean, the scenery, the history. The essence of Prince Edward Island, and what it meant to Lucy Maud Montgomery.

One early morning before anyone was up, I took my camera out to the shore. These are some of the photos from that memorable morning walk.

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It was overcast. The only sounds, the waves washing onto the shore, the long grasses rustling in the breeze. Almost no one else around, a little mist in my face, the taste of salt in the air, and the remarkable red sand on the beach. That walk will long live in my memory as one of the best mornings ever.

Almost every day we would travel to a different part of the island. Most of our destinations were L.M. Montgomery related in some way. I’d read all her journals over the years, and before our vacation I did even more research on her life, and the places important to her. Crazy though it may seem, by the time of our vacation, I knew more about many of the places we visited than the tour guides did. Is that a little over the top, do you think?

Oh! Your cup is empty. Forgive me for getting so carried away, I didn’t notice. Another cookie?

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Image by Jill Wellington from Pixabay 

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Now, where were we? Here we are …

Near our vacation house was the historic Campbell home, in Park Corner. It is now a museum. L.M.Montgomery’s Campbell relatives lived there and she visited them often. In fact, the “Lake of Shining Waters” that enchanted Anne Shirley was inspired by the little lake on the Campbell farm. Just around the house and past the barn, you can see the lake itself.

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Another memorable day, we visited the Macneill homestead. This was where Montgomery grew up, in the care of her maternal grandparents. I snapped a photo of the girls standing with one of L.M. Montgomery’s living Macneill relatives – a petite white-haired woman with dancing blue eyes.

From this homestead we followed an enchanted woodsy path, past fields of ripening grain, the sun sprinkling through leaves overhead. By and by, upon crossing a little wooden bridge, the woods opened up and there before us stood Green Gables. The inspiration for the home of Matthew and Marilla and Anne. What a thrill that moment was.

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Like I said, there was not one bad day on that whole vacation. It is such a picturesque island. On our drives, every time we came around a bend or over a hill we would be delighted again by the beauty of the view before us. I remember my eyes being tired from all the looking. From drinking it all in. How special to share it with our girls and their hubbies.

A dream vacation all around.

Thank you so much for traveling down memory lane with me today. It was a pleasure to have your company. See you next time, and take care out there.

Joy

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Featured image of pitcher and tea cups by Jill Wellington from Pixabay 

A Spring Walk

Hello Friend,

It’s so good to see you! Do you mind if we have our tea a little differently today?

The clouds are white and puffy in a brilliant blue sky, and I’d rather stay outside and enjoy Lady Spring, who has finally arrived in our neighbourhood.

Will you come for a walk with me? I’ve put our tea in these travel mugs – I know just the way you like it – and, just in case we get a little hungry, here are some carefully wrapped ginger cookies tucked in my pocket.

Are you ready? Just click here to be magically transported.

Thanks so much for coming.

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Featured Image of bluebird in tree by Jill Wellington from Pixabay