Game On

Hey there,

Quick!  Look up in the sky…it’s a bird, it’s a plane, it’s…a TREE RAT.  They’re baaack.  Up there, in the tree tops, laughing, waiting.  Game on.

“Ooooo, here she comes, she’s got the bird seed…yay! – I wonder if she?  Yeeessssss, there are sunflower seeds too – Ooooo” – much excitement.

There is dancing in the upper branches.  Leaves are falling on me.  There is cursing at THEM.  But, yup, I continue to feed them.  Sure, I’m weird (and probably more than a little crazy) – we’ve covered that many times.  But you know, because I have mentioned it many times, this is one of the only things that gets me through Winter.  Not the tree rats!  For pities sake…the BIRDS!  Ugh  I have to endure the tree rats to get the birds, and so the cycle of the seasons continues.  I already told you I was “different”.  I prefer the term “special” 🙂  You can choose whether or not to read further.  It’s gonna be one of those today.  Game on.

Yes, they are back.  Not that they ever really left, but I didn’t see them much in the warmer months.  (I’m talking about the tree rats, or squirrels, for those who are nicer than me.  Stay with the programme here – you have to be quick.) Partially because I’m much too busy gardening – and unless they are messing with that, then I tend to ignore.  They do tend to like the bird baths, but I will accommodate that – yes, I can do that.

Kittens and flowers, kittens and flowers

Excuse me while I pick the leaves out of my hair.

But the birds are also back.  I so enjoy them.  The meadow is brown, the garden is brown, the leaves are brown, the trees are brown, but the birds, the birds are colourful.  Flashes of red Cardinals and blue Blue Jays. The black, white and red of the Woodpeckers.  The little Chickadees – always so cheerful, and the Juncos, to name but a few.  My saving grace.  Happy dance.

I was having a conversation with an acquaintance from California (JEALOUS) and this person couldn’t understand the fact that, yes, I am Canadian, and no, I don’t do Winter well.  “What do you mean, you don’t ski?”  Um, no – broken limbs are not my thing.  The thought of strapping slats to my feet and hurling myself off a a mountain in the freezing cold do not appeal to me.  You?

But I digress,

So I’ve got my new glasses, very spiffy, I must say, and they’re great for reading my phone – which I do far too often, but they’re CRAP for working on the computer.  Sigh.  Still winking here… This means contacting the stupid eye doctor again.

So much fun, I just can’t stand it!  Game on.

Great day for writing Debra, you’re in a real mood.  Bit of a spit fire today and all over the place.  Ah, yes, the Sun moved into Sagittarius.  Of course.  First, I’m going to do this, but wait, I need to do this, and then I’m going to do that, but back to this for a moment, and oh yah, wasn’t this thing going to happen?  Are you getting the Sagittarius thing?  Fun, but sometimes not focused.  You know who you are.  Game on.

The Moon?  She is moving from earthy, Capricorn – following the rules, dotting i’s and crossing t’s into the wind of Aquarius, an air sign, this evening.  Breaking those rules.

Dust in the Wind

Here you go:

I close my eyes, only for a moment
And the moment’s gone
All my dreams pass before my eyes, a curiosity
Dust in the wind
All they are is dust in the wind
Same old song, just a drop of water
In an endless sea
All we do crumbles to the ground
Though we refuse to see
Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind
Oh, ho, ho (musical interlude)
Now, don’t hang on, nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky
It slips away, and all your money won’t another minute buy
Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind [x2]
Dust in the wind
Everything is dust in the wind [x2]
The wind
You’re welcome.

One of my favourite songs by Kansas.  Remember that one, women of a certain age?  Late 70’s.  I know you’re singing.  Oh, yes, I can see those smiles.  What were you doing back then when that song was playing?  Hmmm? Never mind, this is a family show.  Oops, not giving away any secrets here.  Moving on.

Oh boy, we’re not going back to Scorpio and Swimming with Joe – I’m exhausted! 🙂  Enough with the swimming.  FOCUS!  Sigh – Sagittarius.  Game on.

Thinking about how the Sun is in Sagittarius and Ophiuchus end of next week, Ophiuchus?  Read – towards the bottom.  I’ll wait.  Got it? Ok.  It suddenly dawns on me how the whole Christmas, making things merry and bright, rush happens DURING the Sagittarius Sun…ooohhhh, ok, now I get it…Dashing around, so many things to do – first, I’m going to do this, but wait, I need to do this, and then I’m going to do that, but back to this for a moment, and oh yah, wasn’t this thing going to happen? Then with the parties…Sagittarius is all about parties and fun.  Sagittarius is a fire sign.  Right?  Are you getting that?

So Sagittarius!

A better understanding.  That’s the build-up.  Then, the actual big day, December 25th, which happens to fall in Capricorn.  All about tradition and expectations and the order of doing things…we must have a turkey dinner, and there must be a tree with presents for EVERYBODY underneath with the stockings hung.  Then, of course there’s the dinner, where you have to invite certain people, obligations, and then the let-down, because, of course, your expectations of order were so very high.  Hello women.  Hello Capricorn.  Game on.

Yupper, it all makes perfect sense now…

Settle down Debra and pour yourself some more tea.  What’s in my cup?  Not wine. (Not this time)  Pine needles and rose hips, first.  Vitamin C.  Then a cup of Yarrow flowers and Elderberry flowers with Mint, because, of course, I have the annual November cold (and there’s the plant reference, just in case you were wondering about today’s rant).

Every. Single. Year.

It’s nice that it comes and goes before the full throttle of all things Christmas, but it’s still a pain because it’s a week of sort of down time, when I still have lots to do.  I know, I know, take a page from my own book of advice.  My body is telling me that I need some rest.  What with the crap show that has been ongoing for me.

But we’re not going back there today.  Nope.  Not doing it.

We are revelling in a day at home, getting things caught up on the computer and sharing this all-over-the-place day with you, dear readers.  Even though the stuffy nose and tickley cough are a real nuisance.  Coming to you liiivvve from my fuzzy head.  Not lookin’ too pretty here, so glad this is only in print. 🙂  I’ll leave the visual to your imagination.  Suffice it to say, it involves tissues, tea and woollen things.  Probably still leaves in my hair.  Yup.  Game on.

Today’s colour is crimson.  Like my nose.  Ew.

What’s with the “Game on”?  Well, it’s American Thanksgiving today!  Have a happy one my dear American readers – yes, there are American readers.  Remember, I keep track.  If you’re the Mom, making the meal, I hope you get to enjoy too.  Please, have some wine – you’ve earned it.  If you’re not the Mom making the meal, get off the couch and help!  Speaking as the Mom who always makes the meal here…

On that note, I’ll leave you for today.  Time for some more tea for me.  Next rant, my cold will be done and the visual should be better for you. 🙂

Until next time,


Portia the Protector

Hey there,

Greetings from Portia.  That’s her above.  Portia sits in the Cedars amongst the Vinca and the pine needles beside the front walk.  Portia is Mrs. Beasley’s backup for tree rats.  Sometimes Mrs. Beasley gets tired – there are a lot of tree rats.  They’ve all over-wintered very well, dining on the bird seed and are plump and happy (like Portia).

I’m here!  Did you miss me? 🙂  Doing the tree planting thing – remember way back, last post?  (That sounds rather solemn, doesn’t it?)  Well, still working on it, but my “forest” has begun.  Haha The good news?  I’ve transplanted about 60 trees (very small ones) and my muscles are in “summer mode” again!  Not done yet, but it’s a start.  The bad news? You can’t really see it yet – the forest or the trees (get that one?).  The grass and the meadow greenies are all growing up fast and my “forest” has gone incognito.  But I know it’s there. 🙂  I also know that with a little patience, it really won’t take many seasons for me to start to see it.  Patience can be a toughy.

What else has grown?  Take a look!  My veggies.  For all you nay-sayers out there snickering to yourselves about my apple bin gardens – I know you’re there…

Back row is the peas, then lettuces, then radish, then spinach and finally some swiss chard.  So far, (fingers crossed) the critters are ignoring them.  I might have to move Portia to stand guard if that changes. 🙂

I know the left half has been left empty – thanks for noticing.  That’s so I can continually sow as I reap! Won’t be long now before I start to plant the summer stuff in the other two bins. More on that later.

Many of the birds are back.  Just saw the first little female hummer – they usually arrive somewhere around the long weekend in May, which is this coming weekend.  We’ve had a couple of extremely warm days (it’s been a weird Spring).  Went immediately to the barn to dig out my feeder.  (Please don’t put food colouring in your humming bird feeders.  It’s not necessary and does more harm than good!)  All set up and ready to go.  Right now she’s enjoying the bleeding hearts in the north garden.

I’m always startled the first time one zooms by in May.  Even though I’m expecting them, it’s like a giant bee whizzing by.  Right to the spot where I hang my feeder.  They remember!  The females come back first and find me to let me know – get out to the barn, I’m hungry.  Okey doke and I get right on it.

Speaking of the barn, there are nests popping up all around it.

An Eastern King Bird has built her nest on top of the light outside the barn, which is situated beside the door.  First photo above, top left of the photo (you have to squint).  Sorry for the shadow – I was out in full Sun, but it’s there.  I hate to keep disturbing her, but every time I go out there to get something or to go to my veggies, she’s not very happy.  I might need to put up a sign so everyone (and that’s the Royal everyone) remembers that she’s there.

or the Dandelions 🙂 

Robins are nesting in the outside beams too (middle and right photos above).  Lots of flapping and squawking every time I’m there…maybe they’re just happy to see me.  Or maybe not.

I can relate some days – Ew. People.

Lots of Robins this year.


Very excited to report (as I’m sure you are) that I have an Indigo Bunting dropping by the nyger seed feeder.  Absolutely gorgeous!

←  Just look at this guy!





I’ve also got the Orchard Orioles back. More snickering here because I put apples on sticks for them (below).

But you can see, they like apples (and oranges).

Lots of Goldfinches as well – such vibrant colour. 🙂

So, besides the tree planting, gardening, general clean-up and “getting stuff out and cleaned up”, I’ve also been attending some seminars.  Now you know why you haven’t heard from me in a bit…

(Don’t ask me about the dust bunnies lurking under the blue roof.  Just don’t ask – I’m not going there.  It’s too nice outside and there’s too much to do out there.  The boat is about to go in the water too, and that will need some attention and set-up.  Oy, so busy at this time of year.)

The Oak Ridges Moraine Land Trust, here in Southern Ontario is hosting their Bio Blitzes and holding seminars to educate the public on climate change and the wildlife and fauna they can find in their back yard.  This is right up my alley and I’ve been to two talks so far.  One on wild forest plants and one on mushrooms.  They were very interesting and informative and I’ve now got a new channel to go to for information and involvement in the community.  Yay!

How are your Maple Leaf Tulips doing?  Open yet?  Mine still aren’t open.  They are very late.  They’re up and ready to open, but still tightly closed.

Here’s one clump of them →

Anticipation!  All of my other tulips have been open for a while and are starting to fade with this warm weather.  These will be nice after the others have almost finished.  That’s not a bad thing.

A friend of mine (are you there?) went to the Ottawa Tulip Festival last weekend and they weren’t open there yet either.

Can’t wait to see all the gardens sporting these when they finally bloom!


Oh yeah, I went to my local Garden Club’s plant auction.  Remember that from last year?  Still planting stuff as a result of this year’s visit…

UGH It looks like it’s snowing in here because the wind is blowing stuff through my window screens as I write. Or maybe that’s the dust bunnies dancing.  Never mind.

Do you want me to write, or do you want me to dust? Thought so – me too.  Sigh

Where are we tonight…I know the Full Moon has come and gone…ah, we’re ending the third quarter in Aquarius.  There’s the no restricting my freedom above and the who gives a hoot about the dust bunnies (except maybe my Mother…). The Moon enters Pisces just before midnight – a state of dreaminess on it’s way.  Breathe deeply.

Thursday is ruled by Jupiter.  Have you been looking at Jupiter in our night sky?  Hard to miss, he’s very bright and out all night.  The planet of luck and good fortune.  I’m feeling very fortunate that I have months of delightful growing season ahead of me.  The air smells like fresh cut grass and all things growing.  Not to mention the farm fields – you’ll have to ask Portia about that.

Today’s colour is red.

I’ll leave you now, grooving with Portia – and the dust bunnies – here under the blue roof.

Until next time,


Tree Rats Need Not Apply

Hey there,


So we’re more than half way through the dreaded February.  There is a new dump of snow, a few days old now, yesterday was really cold – we haven’t had too much really cold this Winter, but the temperature is suppose to rise significantly over the next few days.  By “rise”, here in Southern Ontario, I mean five plus degrees C, which is awesome for us in February!  (Those reading in sunnier climes, please stop giggling – YOU’RE HURTING MY FEELINGS!) >:

Lo and behold, there is actually Sun out there today- and he is supposed to stay with us as the temperature rises.  Ahhhh, just a teaser, I know, but we’ll take it.  We have been very deprived of Sun this Winter.  The birds are positively giddy out there today.

Speaking of birds, I’ve noticed that the Starlings are back – the photo at right shows one.  Dapper little devil.  A few of them stick around and you see them on occasion through Winter, but a sure sign of SPRING are these guys coming back in droves.  Before Robins. These are known as nuisance birds – they will nest anywhere, including any opening in a vent or roof – or the mailbox.

The same birds that you see migrating in the Fall that congregate in clouds of black in the sky – that’s called a murmuration.  Look for them now on telephone wires, strung roadside and those spotted black birds in groups at the side of the road in the puddles?  Those are the Starlings.  And they’re hungry…

We’re at that tricky time of year, when it’s way too early to take down the feeders that everyone else has been feeding from (including the tree rats – more on that later), but the Starlings gorge themselves – they’re not particular.  They especially love the suet that I hang out for the Woodpeckers – and they will fight off the Woodpeckers, even if they’re smaller in stature.  I will continue to smear peanut butter on fence posts and tree trunks for the Woodpeckers.  The Starlings can’t get at that, if it’s smeared on something upright, that the Woodpecker has to walk up and down on.  Although the tree rats LOVE peanut butter.


The good news?  So far, after probably five Winters or so, I’ve devised a way to hang out suet that the tree rats can’t get to…it’s rather complicated…it involves me hanging over an upper deck in the snow, with tongs, to grab at a long, thin wire on a thin branch on the big Maple tree.  You really have to be here…no, there will be no photos (of me) – but here’s the actual suet feeder, merrily suspended.

←  Bwahahahahaaaaa






The bad news?  The tree rats are jumping up and down on the “squirrel proof” feeders, loosening the perch rings and the bolts that hold the rings in place.  Sigh  The bolts have all fallen in the snow – and I can’t find them – and I’ve lost one of the perch rings.  I’m hoping that it will show up after everything melts.  The little @%^&*!! have carted it off somewhere.  Photo above on left – makeshift “ring” using chopsticks – DON’T LAUGH.  Photo on right. dangling perch ring, after I “fixed” it with wire and the tree rats did their thing.  You will note that my “squirrel proof” feeders are bolt-less.


I have two of these feeders, and they’re not inexpensive…after contacting the company, they are sending me some shiny new bolts and rings.  Better luck next time.  In the meantime, see above.  Mrs. Beasley, in the background, is now carrying a white flag.  Yes, this is what keeps me going in the Winter…

The crows are carrying on out there – must mean that the Red-tail Hawkes are in the vicinity.  There are two of them – assuming male and female.  Sometimes they sit in the big Maple tree out by the barn where they have a (yup) bird’s eye view over the meadow, looking for their next meal.  They aren’t in the tree at the moment, but I’m thinking they’re around somewhere.

Other signs of Spring?  The Willow trees.  Notice how bright their branches and stems are – golds and oranges against the snow.  It’s coming…  Did you know that Willows (and Birch) carry the same medicinal properties as Aspirin?  Only without the side effects – there’s your little greenie fact this time around.  I make a vinegar or a tincture out of the buds and bark.  A good pain reliever.

What’s the colour today?  Pink.  As in roses in your cheeks.  Are you a pink person?  Warm and compassionate but cautious.  Unlike in-your-face red, it’s parent hue, those drawn to pink tend to go more unacknowledged with it’s hidden power and strength.  Pink people are caring, warm and sensitive, but can sometimes lack a sense of realism – hence the term “rose coloured glasses”.  They may need to learn the term “no”.  The colour ranges in hue from deep fuchsia to pale coral and peach.  Pink fruits and veggies are generally high in Vitamin C.  Although thought of as a “girlie” colour, with its colour range, it can usually appeal to most – and pink lighting is very flattering!  Just sayin’

Dreaming of pink in the garden…

Tonight we’re under a Scorpio Moon, late in her third phase and coming up to the waning half Moon tomorrow night, also in Scorpio.  Rising late in the evening.  Feminine and bewitching; lots of emotion. Dressed up and ready to shine. I’m attending a wedding tomorrow…hmmmm

Let’s leave it at that, shall we?  There goes the Red-tail, gliding over the meadow.  Someone’s in trouble…

Here in Ontario, we have our Family Day long weekend to enjoy.  Tree rats be damned, I’m looking forward to more of Mr. Sun.  Hope you get out to enjoy as well.

Until next time,


Greetings from the Meadowview

Hey there,

Greetings from the Meadowview!  Ooooo, does it sound like I’m staying in some swanky B&B in Europe?

“The hills are aliiiiivvve.
with the sound of muuuuzzzziiic…”

Uh, nope…still here, under the blue roof, but the “Meadowview” is what I’ve named my office/spare room/storage central/gift wrapping palooza space (formerly known as my daughter’s room).

“If you’re looking for me, I’ll be in the Meadowview”…better yet, don’t look for me, I’m busy. 🙂

Has a nice ring to it:  The Meadowview – quite proud of myself (sniff)

Not rocket science:  When I sit at my computer, the view I have is of my meadow.  What a great place to be! As I sit here this afternoon, the snow is coming down like crazy and hasn’t stopped since this morning when I got up.

Guess what that means?  For anyone who read my post last week and the week before (and I know you did!), you know that there is construction going on here under the blue roof.  Yup, still going on, although we are making progress – not that I still don’t have a toilet and sink in a box in my dining room, because I do – but we’re getting there.  It will be done for Christmas.

Getting back to what that means…the snow, although very pretty, is backing up the construction people. This is not good – we are working on a tight deadline (Read:  CHRISTMAS).  I have everything lined up very carefully (says my Virgo self).  The @!#%&!! snow is messing everything up.  I HAVE TO PAINT THIS WEEKEND and I can’t paint if there is no drywall and the drywall takes two days to dry…sigh.

OK, so it goes on tomorrow (promise) and that way I can paint on Sunday.

Good thing it’s just the weekend before Christmas and I have nothing else to do [insert sarcasm].

Good thing this whole idea started back at the end of July…WHOSE STUPID IDEA WAS THIS, ANYWAY???

Oh yeah, never mind…

It will be done for Christmas. It will be done for Christmas. It. Will. Be. Done. For. Christmas.

Group projects help me understand
why Batman works alone

I know, first world problem, right?  So what if I have to string lights on the toilet?  Or…see image above.

It. Will. Be. Done. For. Christmas. (gritting teeth – STOP THAT! says teeth guy)

The little red tree rat is giggling as he sits on the squirrel proof feeder, gorging himself. Grrrrr… I know, because I was just outside to shovel the walk and bring in more firewood.  I passed him and he didn’t even flinch.  The Meadowview does not offer a view of my feeders.  Just as well, or my teeth would be stubs. Certainly didn’t take him long to crack the code. Sigh

For anyone reading who doesn’t get this kind of snow, or maybe no snow at all…this is what we’re dealing with here.

The photo to the left shows Pearl (my VW bug rag top) hunkered down in the driveway.  So not smiling.  She looked a little like an igloo before she was cleared off.

Haaaappy thoughts.

When the birds can get to the feeders, there are many!  Here’s a snap of the front feeders in the snow.  All those blobs are birds! 🙂  I’ve entered our local Christmas bird count this year on December 30th.  I’ll let you know how I do.  I usually have several species of visitors at any given time:  Chickadees, sparrows, blue jays, cardinals, gold finches, house finches, juncos, nuthatches (red and white breasted), crows, hawks, woodpeckers – three or four types. All from the Meadowview. 🙂

I’ve had a Pileated Woodpecker visit the front trees the past few mornings.  Very cool.  They are about the size of a crow (the Woody Woodpecker kind).

I bet they won’t get too many turkeys in the backyard count.

On that note…


Of course, it’s always interesting when the “girls” decide to drop in.

These photos are from yesterday.  There are about 15 turkeys under and around the feeder!  You can tell how big they are compared to the feeder above them.  They are eating up the Motherwort that grows there and is still green, along with, of course, all the bird seed that the little *&@#!  spills all over the ground. <Breathe >

That’s Mrs. Beasley to the right.  Certainly keeps the tree rats in check…they are up in the branches – not very happy.  (Sorry for the blue in the photos – it’s shade – taken from inside the house. Kinda looks like the girls are walking on water!).


This little lady was making her way up to the front door. Ding dong, Avon calling! 🙂

In the woo woo world (yes, I’m going to remind you what that is, I have some new readers!) – you know I’m going to go there…turkeys bring luck and good fortune! (Unless, of course, they’re of the Butterball type…oh dear).

Woo hoo!




Ralph decided perhaps it wasn’t the best time to go outside.  BIG BIRDY!  Never a dull moment for Ralph, as you well know.  He’s still not over that bear encounter

Anyhoo, the snow does look pretty! Especially at night now as we still bask in the waning Moon that was full two nights ago.  I always make a point of going around to the windows on all sides of the house to glimpse outside before going to bed.  I have to peek through the plants…but that’s OK.  Especially around the full Moon time – I can see the bunnies under the trees. 🙂

Tonight the Moon is in her third phase in Cancer – the earth mother sign.  We women know all about that at this time of year, don’t we?  How much can one person get done, in the name of serving others, in one single day??  Give, give, give…that’s the motto!

Today’s colour?  Crimson – like Santa’s suit.

Leaving you now liiiiivvvvve, from the Meadowview!  Keep going – there’s only ten days left…

Until next time,


Socks on Tulips in


Hey there,

OK, OK, I give – socks on.  It’s too cold to hold out any longer. 🙂  Although earlier this week here in Southern Ontario, it was over 20 degrees C and there was happiness everywhere from all those, like me, who love, adore and worship their sandals.  You have to be Canadian to understand this.  My toes are painted a fall colour if that helps?  No?  Sigh.

Rest assured, there will be no socks and sandals…I’m not a fashionista, but there is a line.  That is a no no. A fashion faux pas. You’re welcome my dear Daughter (who is a fashionista). 🙂

I think this is it; single digits for weather, the last week for hanging out laundry.  We had a very minor frost on Thanksgiving weekend, that took out the annuals, but I fear the real thing is coming and I’m going to lose my greenies very shortly. (Very sad.) Still nipping out after supper in the dark to snip this and that for tea. BRRRR. Windows are jammed with pots full of outside greenies that will over-winter inside.  Turning their faces towards the weakening Sun from behind the glass.  On those warm days we’ve had, I’m still opening the windows.  (They like that.)

We’d worry less about what others think about us
if we realized how seldom they do
-Dr. Phil

The “tulips in” part?  It’s bulb planting season!  Always a scary thing – I can never remember where I’ve planted the bulbs from previous seasons.  There are hundreds of them out there…I always find some when I’m planting new greenies in the summer.  <Dammit!> I leave the green tops on them to die back once they’re finished and tuck them in behind the emerging plants, but by summer’s end, those “greens” have browned and in some cases, fallen away.

It’s like a scavenger hunt…Digging, digging, digging…CRAP!…there’s some more.  I know, smarty pants, you’re saying I should take pictures of them in the Spring so I know where they are.  Good idea.  I have done that in some cases, but the garden really looks so different from season to season…and I do tend to move things around and plant new stuff, so pictures look fabulous, but don’t help.  Oh well.

Need I remind you of this?  Release the hounds!  I will think about that auction all Winter and savour the fact that it will all happen again next year.  YAY.  Planning and scheming season ahead.

My favourite Spring flowers are Daffodils, but I have lots of tulips, crocus and various and sundry others as well.  I might plant some bulbs out in the meadow this year.  It would be cool to see some patches of colour come up out of the brown meadow as I sit at my desk in Spring.  Hmmm – there’s lots of room out there!  It’s like a whole blank canvas. 🙂  (Can you hear the wheels turning?)

The bad news?  Tulips – the bulbs – don’t like squirrels.  Or, rather, TREE RATS LOVE TULIP BULBS.


Speaking of tree rats.  They are very busy at this time of year.  Hardly any time at all to play in the bird bath…wait a minute…what’s in his mouth as he prances by?  Is that an apple or a TULIP BULB?! GRRRRR Sometimes it’s easier to find the bulbs than you might think.  No digging required on my part…

maple-leaf-tulip maple-leaf-tulip-open

Speaking of tulip bulbs (because I am), have you seen the new variety?  the Canada 150 or Maple Leaf Tulips?  Photos above.  They (the bulbs) are selling like hot cakes!  It will be really cool to see these come up in gardens all over Canada in the Spring – can’t wait.  Aren’t they beautiful?  My personal thank you to The Netherlands for their part in the creation of these bulbs to honour Canada’s 150th birthday in 2017.  How very special.  You know I’m a proud Canadian.  Here’s a link to the write-up about them.

You can see why they’re called the Maple Leaf Tulip.  Wow, huh?  I have bought quite a few and will plant them in fives (my number) all over the place – hoping the tree rats won’t get all of them!

I’ve also purchased them as gifts for people and for the two care homes that my parents reside in.  What a treat for the residents to see them come out in the Spring. 🙂  My good deed.

I am writing this post at night, which is unusual, but here I am.  The Sun has just entered the zodiac sign Scorpio, the Moon has entered her fourth quarter or half phase in Leo tonight.

Today’s colour is Indigo.  Love that colour.  What do you think of when you hear the word indigo?  Blue jeans?  I think of jeans, but I also think of Lawrence Hill’s book, “The Book of Negroes“.  Fabulous read.

What else about indigo?  Have you ever heard of the term Indigo Children?  If you haven’t, Google it sometime.  It’s really fascinating. Indigo Children are said to have a special intuition and spiritual attributes that come through their innocence of not knowing what those things are.  In other words, they haven’t necessarily been taught what woo woo or spirituality or intuition is, but they exude it.  I know a child (who is now a young adult) who I would term as being an Indigo Child.  The adult world would deem them as having “something wrong” or being “not normal”.  I would deem them as being an Indigo Child.

But that’s just me, lovin’ my sandals and my woo woo…

So here’s me, saying goodbye to my sandals (for now) and hello to my socks and the tulip bulbs – of which I have many to plant.  There is still digging to be done…

Until next time,