View Points

                                                

At that five o clock time of day, there is nothing sweeter than turning on some music and begin chopping up some vegetables for supper.  The carrots, onions and potatoes all come from my store in my root cellar. The sky out side my window to the world is a hundred shades of pink. I marvel  at fall skies and I am thankful that I can see them from this vantage point. I find it intriguing the way the sun moves at different times of the year. In May and June when it is at it's peak and days are the longest, it throws long shadows into what we call the piano room.
                                                    

But here in November when evening arrives before hubby makes it home from work, or even most days before the girls that come here after school are picked up, the skies kiss day goodnight early. I watch this from my window to the world, while yellow lights  in succession seem to urge passengers homeward. 
                                                       

This place, this spot is where I want to be at this time of day. I see certain situations with astute clarity while I run the days events through my mind. Other things are more abstract,and cloudy, but somehow when I'm making supper and my loved ones are either here or there, I feel a certain sureness for what I don't know.
                           

                 

 recently we were spectators at a parade. I found it fascinating as people scrambled for a view. Some people even brought ladders, for their children..
perhaps more pics in a future post...

                                                 

Joy lives in little things. Children laughing having fun, a good song on the radio,the sound of the motor cycle in the driveway as hubby returns home.
Clear and bright I see these gems, grounding me to what matters. Keeping my focus prudent and filled with faith. 


                                      

youngest daughter who turns 13 tomorrow!! (yikes:) is soon to have her view enhanced. This week we ordered her these glasses...

Brighter In The Dark

                                                  

With all the tragic things that keep happening in the news, it is hard at times to stay strong and remember that good will win, and that ultimately God will win.

It's on nights like these where we must light a candle. This one on my table is from a friend who passed away three years ago.

                                                    

                       my kitchen at night. daughter plays piano in the shadows..

I lit it and thought of her fondly last evening. Tonight I light it and pray for Paris.

 I feel at times like this candle , flickering away in a world growing increasingly darker. 

But when I stop lighting my candle, when I stop praying for peace, when I stop believing that good will win. 
Then darkness has accomplished it's task. 
So bravely we must flicker even with the smallest flame, holding out Light bigger than the darkest dark.

                                                         

                                

Capturing The Two Sides Of Life

  yesterday in the midst of a blazing afternoon sun, our 'old pick up truck' left to be hauled away to another home...the preceding thoughts are not necessarily  related to this event .. 
                                     

                                                                                              
November. The month that usually makes melancholic artists of us all.
Not this year! This November has gifted us with radiantly sunny days, painting the fields a rich, emerald green hue and turning the lingering leaves into russet gold.
Of course it has had some moody, windy moments;
Moments where the sun and rain are simultaneous.
                                               

This happened the other day. We had just departed from the Walmart doors when suddenly there was the most amazing rainbow I have ever seen. ( and I didn't have my camera on me!) 
It was a complete arch and as we stared at it in amazement, we saw the second paler one and then even a hint of a third. 
It was honestly the most breathtaking thing of nature that I have seen in a very long time...( and I didn't have my camera on me!)

We got into our truck and started for home, with the rainbow leading the way in front of us. The brilliant colours juxtaposed against a stark November landscape. (and I didn't have my camera on me!)
We witnessed this miraculous art in the sky for about 10 to 15 minutes exclaiming over the  places it landed it's mythical treasured pot of gold.
Suddenly just like that it vanished. Disappeared from our view as the rains spilled from the heavens obliterating any inkling of a rainbow. 
But it had been there. we saw it, and we were blessed by it's beauty.

Somehow the rain didn't seem so bad after the rainbow concerto.

                                                  

Later that evening after rainbow memories had been replaced with more urgent, pressing matters like laundry and what's for dinner, we sat together as a family to watch  Disney's animated movie Inside Out. 
                                                   
The girls and I had planned to watch it as soon as it was out on DVD ,  we had heard it was interesting and entertaining for young and old- ehmmmm!
We weren't disappointed as we laughed and cried (okay almost!) at the emotions conveyed so humorously yet  deeply none the less.
                                               
I was particularly drawn to the fact that throughout most of  the movie, the emotions Joy and Sadness were together. The two opposite emotions helped each other, and I wondered vaguely if this was intentional, or if perhaps I was reading too far into the script. I thought of the quote...

                                                 

Somehow this leads me back again to the rainbow. The rich tapestry flung across a tempestuous sky.
The joy and the sadness that must accompany one along life's highway.
Each so close like opposite sides of the same coin. Real and necessary for life to be full.
Like dazzling, unexpected rainbows...  one never knows when you'll need a camera.

                                                       

                                                   photo from archives, creds to daughter with ipod:)

                                            Wishing you a blessed November day!