Friday, June 19, 2009

Flooding over the beach now


As you can see, the rains have brought up the lake a bunch over night. Our beach has disappeared and the green grass will be going under next week. Usually by Emil's birthday, the water starts to recede. Since that is only in ten days or so, we could be experiencing the lowest lake levels at flood season, in a few years...unless we have a dramatic flood week.

My flower pots this year... No dracena, and a tiny replacement there that the name has escaped me...usually in red, but this is a golden yellow one.

My new tree that I bought from our eighbour Lynn. ....another name loss here... not sure if I ever even had a tag for it..dainty little flowers,but a little lacking in the leaf dept.

And last but not least ,a new sort of Siberian Iris in two tones... white centre and yellow beards. In each place I have three planted, and each is a different colour... the deep yellows, the purple and then these pretty guys. the othrs have yet to open. I hope they can multiply like crazy. These come from a bulb. Lynn sent my photos of her garden and it is lightyears ahead of mine! More heat up there in Warfield!
I will meet Joyce after work and we will have a nosh, then go to Carol Reynolds big opening at Touchstones museum. I am looking forward to seeing her new work. She is a terrific artist.


"The Creator"
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Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Happy Big 4-0!!! Sonia!


Wishing my Beautiful daughter,Sonia, a Happy 40th ...Did I say FORTY??? Phew! Where did those years go? One day a beautiful baby to cuddle in your arms and then a gangly teenager who not so strangely enough, looks much like her daughter Maddie. Now all grown up into a beautiful, successful, courageous woman who has brought two equally beautiful daughters into my world, I say Congratulations Sonia, for a job well done!
I wished that your dad and I could be there to give you a big hug on the 17th... but I know you have someone special in your life who will make your birthday the best, in a long time. Love ya loads Sonia and I can't wait until we see you in person for the biggest birthday hug of all!
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Sonia as a baby in her first photo-shoot.

Wasn't she precious at about three years old here? I made her dress and she was the perfect little model for her Christmas photo.

This was about 10 or 11 , just as the ganglies set in.. Of course, those only lasted a few years ! Thank-goodness!
After graduation, it was onwards and upwards and now she is a grown woman with many acheivements, milestones ,two beautiful daughters,and a singing voice that brings tears to my eyes... all of which her dad and I are very proud of her for.
That might be a run on sentence, but it still says only a fraction about what Sonia is all about. Forty and holding, and looking better than ever... You did great, Sonia and I see great things in your future!

"The Creator"
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Monday, June 15, 2009

Chunk o Bull

Who's weekend wouldn't be complete without a little love from Chunk...da bulldog?
Him and I became pretty good friends over the weekend. Firstly, I brought Silky over to Deb and Ashley's and there at the door to greet us and nearly mow us down, was Chunk. This is Caitlin's boyfriend's dog, but she was looking after it. I went over to get my hair cut and coloured and did the usual and brought Silky... Sort of a bad idea,as Chunk thought she was the goddess from Heaven that he always wanted and he proceeded to nudge her and check her out form head to tail, and under all those parts... Now, poor Silky wasn't too beholdin' to him,s o she tried to find a place to hide. Altho neutered, Chunk ( or Chunky, as I liked to call him) couldn't resist a few humping motions as he tried to figure out a way to climb on to her back. That did it for Silky... she wanted nothing to do with him or his humpy mood! Poor Chunky got sentenced to Alcatraz for the rest of the night.
On Saturday night, when Deb's family was at the grad, of Mount Sentinal, I was the caregiver for Mr. C. He was totally astonished that I opened the door to the deck and was pretty much standing in his face, before he realized that I was a possible intruder... The look said it all... "Who the hell are you, and what are doing here?" Not a bark or a growl... I could have robbed the house blind and he would have licked me to death... and he has some looooonggg tongue!



Here Chunk realizes, that I am holding his baga of food!


Outside for his jobs

I don't think his big long tongue actually fits inside his big mouth.
He was quite a character for only eight months old...scary looking as hell, and strong as a horse... but not at all so dangerous as his ugly mug portrays!


"The Creator"
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