in her shoes

we added to my shoe collection, thank you mum. this morning elle surprised me with breakfast as i came back from the barn a full and wonderful surprise. dylan and i have the most incredible conversation all day long. changes are happening so fast and it involves us moving i will tell you sometime soon. for now i will leave you with images of elle in my red shoes and things, she is so lovely!

neighbors and their farms

we have been visiting our neighbors around town. twin calves were born four days ago( rare for a mother to have twins). we gathered some eggs. fed our friends Icelandic horses some apples. fell in love with white chalet cows.

talking to oneself

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it is amazing how much i talk to myself. nothing out loud unless talking to animals is talking to oneself but i do not believe it to be so. it feels as if my heart has always something to say. it feels as if it is desperately trying to get the attention of my mind, my hands, my eyes. what does it say, you mean what does it not tell me. it talks to me about river walks, planes and daffodils, about the birds outside my window and hands on my skin, it talks to me in paragraphs of epic novels and points out brush strokes and mispelled words-it does that a lot. sometimes talking it is not enough it cries.. it cries about babies, famine and violins and when it still can't get my attention it makes me dance, run, scream and hide. then when i think it has no more to say it talks in mysterious tongues about the color of soil, the times past and the taste of rasberries.

this film reminds me of those moments.

sun and mud

hi there, it such a beautiful day here on the farm. we left our coats in the mud room put our knee high wellies and went for a walk in the pastures. we looked under rocks, found some birch bark, there was how long can you stay suspended on a log?, how many swamp puddles can you find?, who has the most mud on them-dogs won that one!! and a brother and sister rivalry( ya gotta love that one)! i hope you are enjoying your day as much as we are.

inside color

stormy weather. i am headed to montreal in the morning for twenty four hours of culture with mum. I will be coming back with my niece and nephew for a week on the farm! although the outside is completely white washed by the wind and the snow the inside colors are popping.

to go a long with all the color i will be watching amelie because as we all know the color and styling is just to beautiful for words..enjoy the music!

time passes

i must take all that i can in, this will not last forever. changes come. i always speak of not rushing time, seasons, today i thought about that a lot as i worked in the barn. i thought about the fact that if i wish for spring the days of the calendar would pass like a moving train and one day i would be stuck in the winter of my life wishing i could do it all over again.

when color is used

this weekend i learned so much about myself. the kind of test that you are grateful you are you. for the longest time people would always say i was sensitive they meant it as if that was not a good thing i know and yes sometime tears come but only after taking so much. I am sensitive and i would never have it any other way. i know i see things differently with many others but we are not the same of course not, but should we all not have compassion and integrity? I am grateful that my husband always reminds me that it is a gift to put people & animals first no matter how much you want to fight for yourself, that i never let winning, pride, and ego get in the way of what is right. thank you dear k.

a bird and a berry bush

this is happening right outside my window, the lens on my camera was my tamron eighty to three hundred so it was difficult to get a close up and for it not to be blurry but i love it just the same. it made my heart sing. i have been asking questions and things like this come to me as answers.

the woods

a walk in the woods, i can do this forever. i like how i feel in the woods, i like how the trees look under snow. i go in to see things clearer yes that is true but today i came out wanting to be a tree.

julie's heart

I could write about many things but I choose this story because it chose me.

I was in second grade the teacher as she often did, opened the floor to questions. Classmates would ask a wide variety ranging from nature to science silly to the intelligent..when a student asked "why does Julie wear that scarf/bandana around her head" the teacher said that she would answer that one on another day. The next day I sat next to Julie on the bus, and she asked if I would like to come over one day and play, sure i said and started playing with her from then on. Julie would not be in school for days at a time... Julie had cancer. Although my parents did their best to explain I think for me, it was simply; Julie has something that made her loose her hair and stay home at times.

One weekend just before Valentines day I walked to Julie's after school for a planned sleep-over. Arriving at Julie's house her mother greeted me at the door and said that there had been a change of plans and then she drove me home. Julie died the very next day on Valentines day. A week had passed by when the teacher said that she had something to give us. She told us how Julie had made hearts for everyone. The teacher called each student one at time and handed them a hand colored paper heart, she was done calling out names when I realized that mine was not to be called . I was very sad. When class was coming to an end the teacher called me to her desk and handed me a very large paper heart that Julie had made for me.

Julie only had time to color it halfway......

winter renewal

i feel renewed after a snow fall as if a second chance has been given. i had a list of things i wanted to accomplish but instead off putting it on paper, i wrote it on the walls of my mind. as the days progressed, like accidentally erasing parts of the chalkboard with my sleeve- i forgot what some of the list was. i have been living in the moment, of course that is great but it also comes with a price. lazy days admiring all the little things does not leave much room for the larger ones. weddings are booked all them promising to be inspiring. a few pictures and words have been published in a book, i am grateful for that. i help write and support legislation for animal rights and that too underway. accepting sponsors this is a big one- i am so picky i do not like moving things on my blog, things i have never tested, but a lovely group is starting to form.

the big things i have not had time for, maybe because i am scared to fail is the the state parks photo/video documentary, the baby making/adoption( terrified), the simplifying of stuff( could have sworn i did it:). the commitment to friends far away to visit and weight loss( a raw foodist once now i get fat in the winter!) than there is the new dreams that are taking shape. the snow fall lifts me and as the sun shines on the white landscape i feel as if things are getting brighter.