. I went for a walk with Geordie after sunset this evening. I had lots of thinking to do and decisions to make so decided to go where Jack is buried and get on some of the paths and Geordie and I would walk and walk. The sunset was lovely. But it was so cold that we soon went back to the car and headed on home. .
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Monday, February 26, 2007
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Saturday, February 24, 2007
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Friday, February 23, 2007
Never mind, I'll use this...!!I had quite a trying day in one way or another and took only one photo that was worth anything (according to moi!) So, since I needed a giggle, I decided to post an oldie today. CG, make sure you tell P that it's here. I thought of him when I posted tonight. I did post my photo that seemed "ok" to me on my Guelph Daily Photo blog here if you care to see it.
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Wednesday, February 21, 2007
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Tuesday, February 20, 2007
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Monday, February 19, 2007
This ole house was home and comfort
As they fought the storms of life
This old house once rang with laughter
This old house heard many shouts
Now he trembles in the darkness
When the lightnin' walks about
Ain't a-gonna need this house no more
Ain't got time to fix the shingles
Ain't got time to fix the floor
Ain't got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend the windowpane
Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer
He's a-gettin' ready to meet the saints
This ole house is a-gettin' shaky
This ole house is a-gettin' old
This ole house lets in the rain
This ole house lets in the cold
On his knees I'm gettin' chilly
But he feel no fear nor pain
'Cause he see an angel peekin'
Through a broken windowpane
This ole house is afraid of thunder
This ole house is afraid of storms
This ole house just groans and trembles
When the night wind flings its arms
This ole house is gettin' feeble
This old house is needin' paint
Just like him it's tuckered out
But he's a-gettin' ready to meet the saints
This ole house dog lies a-sleepin'
He don't know I'm gonna leave
Else he'd wake up by the fireplace
And he'd sit there and howl and grieve
But my huntin' days are over
Ain't gonna hunt the coon no more
Gabriel done brought in my chariot
When the wind blew down the door
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Sunday, February 18, 2007
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Saturday, February 17, 2007
Friday, February 16, 2007
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Thursday, February 15, 2007
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
A Love Story on Valentine's Day Many years ago, there was a tall, handsome Irishman who was courting his lady friend. They loved to walk. Walking over the hills and in the dales was most pleasant to both of them. Oftentimes he would tell her of his home town across the sea in Ulster and he would talk often all about the wee loughs where he loved to just sit and day dream (and do some fishing!). She would tell him of her favorite places in Ontario as well and in time, they both realized that they were interested in the similar things. They both loved to discuss scripture together and share their love for their Lord Jesus Christ. On one walk, as her skirt and crinolines swished back and forth, he tenderly took her hand in his and gently squeezed it. They had been walking all evening. On and on they walked, he holding her hand in his. At one lovely place, he decided that they should stop and rest awhile. She drank in the beautiful view of the blue-green hills in the distance. He didn't want to let go of her hand and then their gazes met and as she looked into his blue eyes, she knew she loved him. He asked her if she would "come to his wedding." What a different way this Irishman had of proposing to her, she thought. She, being in a playful mood, asked if he would like her to be the organist at his wedding. "No," he replied. "Bridesmaid?", she asked. "No". "Maid of Honour?" "No" "Soloist?" "Well,. . . maybe". . . He then told her that it was the Bride at his wedding that he wanted her to be! Thinking she wasn't at all as pretty as she should be in his eyes, she expressed these feelings to him that lovely autumn evening whereupon he started to sing to her an Irish song of the early 1800's with the most beautiful words she had ever heard.Believe me if all thoseEndearing young charmsWhich I gaze on so fondly todayWere to change by tomorrowAnd fleet in my arms,Like fairy gifts fading awayThou would'st still be adoredAs this moment thou artLet thy loveliness fade as it willAnd around the dear ruinEach wish of my heartWould entwine itselfVerdantly still.
He only sang the first verse to his young maiden 46 years ago and when he finished singing, I said, "Yes, Jack, I will be your bride." And he also held me to my promise that I would sing at his wedding! Here is the second verse:It is not while beautyand youth are thine own And thy cheeks profaned by a tear That the ferver and faithof a soul can be known To which time will butmake thee more dear No the heart that has truly loved Never forgets But as truly loves on to the close As the sunflower turnson her god when he sets The same look which she'd turnedwhen he rose.
All this took place in September 1960 and we had been courting since shortly after he stepped off the ship (Cunard Liner Sylvania) arriving in Canada from Northern Ireland in early July. He saved his money carefully and it was on an elevator somewhere between the 5th and 15th floor in a huge office building in Toronto that he gave me a beautiful engagement ring on February 14th, 1961 after a courtship from July 1960 and we married on May 20th, the same year. And we were still in love....as much as we were back then in 1961, when Jack was promoted to Glory on January 10, 2001!19612000
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This photo was taken on not quite so blustery a day as yesterday but it was almost impossible to take a photo of this view without all the trees. Actually, in summer, the harbour can hardly be seen from this viewpoint due to the leaves and bushes, etc.
So, I will name it...
Posted by Pat at 11:38:00 AM
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Had an innocent-sounding cough and finally went to the doctor and am now on puffers and a strong antibiotic for pneumonia! So no piccies taken for me lately. Blizzard conditions and white-outs south of our city today so guess this might be bad weather ahead for our area.
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Monday, February 05, 2007
Sunday, February 04, 2007
Just a little quick photo today as it's been a very busy day closing the competition on the Photography Cafe, etc. We posted all the winners in the Cafe blog here. For me the winning photo was so touching.
Anyway, while I was busy with that, Lauren was busily lapping up the afternoon sunshine on the window sill so this is the photo of her today!
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Saturday, February 03, 2007
LOVING EYE I was just looking at my buddy's eyes and he speaks so much with his eyes. I know I haven't captured what I really wanted to but he has a way of showing such love and concern with those eyes of his. Border Collies are special--as far as I'm concerned and I'm wondering now if I should have a young one that Geordie can help train now that he's going to be 12 years old in June. Not sure if I really want that burden of training another. I don't think that there could be another like Geordie.
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