It was a rainy day. I puttered around the house, read a little…read a lot actually and here we are. Amazing how quickly some days fly by!
Sisterhood of the traveling pants was on tv the other day. I pvr’d it and watched it this evening. The first time I saw the movie, I fell in love with Greece. The views, the buildings, the water, the blue roofed churches.
I’ve since visited Santorini and watching the movie now, it was cool to see the familiar sights, recognizing buildings and views. Is like to go back one day and stay in the island for a few days to soak it all up!
I felt a bit like a renegade today as I crossed the border into Ottawa. The parliament building were a sight to behold, even from a distance.
Mom’s pharmacy is in Ottawa, so we headed into town to pickup her prescription. The border was open and it was free sailing. The first time in six weeks I’ve been to Ottawa! First time in six weeks to be inside a store. That was strange. I felt guilty, and a little like I was in a video game…checking corners to make sure no one was coming, double checking aisles to make sure they were clear. And when they were not, making a game plan for my next steps. There were two other shoppers plus myself, so not at all busy.
I took advantage of being in Ottawa and ordered takeout from the Lone Star…one of my favourite restaurants. We don’t have one on this side ☹️
Also popped over to see my nephews and sister-in-law, who live near the pharmacy. We stayed a safe distance and refrained from hugging…which was extremely hard.
The police were out on our way home, stopping Ontario cars from entering Quebec. We were waved through with no problems.
We had one more stop before home, and that was to pick up our online grocery order which went smoothly.
I didn’t break any rules, I followed guidelines to a tee, and yet I feel guilty because I left my house. 🤷♀️
I slept-in this morning, to almost 9:30 am. That’s unusual as, but boy, did it feel good!
Lots of sunshine and warmer temperatures today. It got up to 15°C, pretty sweet.
A couple of days ago, Mom noticed one of my starter plants that I grew from seed in February, was about to bloom. For some reason, I thought it was a holly hock. This morning, I checked on it and it was blooming. Not a holly hock though but a malva zebrina! Such a beautiful flower 🙂
I spent some time out side, transplanting and pruning my plants, and some time in my bedroom, cleaning out my closet. I’m trying to declutter but managed to succeed in moving things from one spot to another spot! Ha Ha. Better luck tomorrow. I did manage to find a ring I thought was misplaced and am now wearing. I also stumbled upon a story I wrote last April. 9 hand-written pages. I sat down to read it. Enjoyed it and wished I had more. Then I remembered that day in April. I was writing my daily pages – three pages, hand-written, of anything that comes to mind. This day, the three pages were filled with a dialogue between a man and his therapist. The three pages morphed into nine. The dialogue was finished. But the story wasn’t. I remember, Mom was up now, my quiet writing bubble was gone. I tried to get on with my day but couldn’t. The story wanted to be told. I went into my bedroom, closed the door, and typed and typed and typed. Eleven pages, single spaced. I found the document this evening and read it. I enjoyed it. I added another page or two. There so much more to add. But I need to sit with the story for the night to see what comes next. I LOVE when things like this happen… Getting the nudge to clean the closet, finding something unfinished, opens the door to be creative, to finish the project.
I went for a walk as the sun was beginning its descent. Here’s what I saw…more of nature’s beauty that filled my soul, I hope fills yours too!
It was a quiet day today. Bird watching and garden planning.
Today is my last bird count day for the season of the Feeder Watch program. A few of today’s visitors:
Also spent time planning out my vegetable and tea gardens. I’m creating a square foot garden so planning what goes where, ensuring everything is compatible…keeping the onions away from the beans (who knew?) involved a little jigging but I think I’m close! Once the earth is warm enough to plant, I will be ready!
Funny enough, a few weeks ago I transplanted some spinach plants to larger containers. The tall plants looked like they could use some support, so I gathered some branches from the lawn, snapped them to size then stuck them in the pot as a stake. Some of the spinach plants died off, but some lived. I noticed interesting looking leafs appearing in the pots and thought it strange as they don’t look like spinach leave. Upon closer inspection, I realized the branches had sprouted!