Monday, December 15, 2014

Just a Ramblin' Girl!

In what he leaves unsaid I discover a master of style.
                     Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller


After all, those physically exhausting weekends of dropping trees in the bush, hauling, piling and never to forget the burning of a fair amount of that wood during this cool damp week, this farm girl and her Hero finally had a weekend to do something different, yet vaguely familiar, something they both have been missing.


Before I get too far ahead of myself, it seems that there are only ten more days till that big day. When did that happen? This reminds me of one of the stories that I have sitting in my purse. Oh yes in my purse, it seems my old tattered storybook has been pulled out plenty of times this past month and I am in need of another storybook. I have no idea how I shall keep all these stories, but I will continue to write them as long as they pop into my head. Life is a great adventure, and I for one do not want to forget one thing, be that good or bad. Lessons and laughter oh yes that is what I shall call this life of mine.


Bossy2, the other cows and I have been spending a lot of time together lately and you will not believe what she and the girls have been up to. Sometimes I wonder if they could talk what they would say. I know that you know, I probably believe they do. These stories will make it here on this blog eventually, I love sharing them with all of you. Finding the time seems to be my problem lately. They keep coming, and I keep gathering.


The weather is damp and seems to be melting that little bit of snow that we had. My dreams of snowshoeing seem to be put on hold for a bit. I have yet to venture out into the bush to just sit, breathe and write but I will. As I sit here at my window with the incredible view of my world, I am so grateful for what I have. A visit with my Mom during the week still grips my heart and soul. There is always singing, storytelling, laughter and so much love in that room, that keeps me grounded and happy. So many stories flow from her to my imagination. Then they go to my storybook only to be jammed in my purse. I think I really need to get another storybook.


So there you have it, this last month I seem to be a Ramblin’ girl. Moving from place to place, experience to experience, living, loving and gathering everything this old world throws at me, then jamming that experience into my purse.
I do hope everyone will be patient with me while waiting to hear and see those stories. Those stories with Bossy2 and every other story that is now jammed in my purse, I will try my best to get them on here.


Oh dear, I seem to have forgotten to tell you what My Hero and I did on the weekend, didn’t I?  I can tell you that there may have been a ladder if you were wondering. I do hope all of your own stories are being jammed into your purse as well during this busy season. There are so many exciting things in this life, and sharing is a wonderful thing.


Later

30 comments:

  1. Oooh- another auction! Do you have a lot of snow there? I've been up since 1 this morning, listening to the pouring rain on the metal roof and wondering if it is going to stop anytime soon. Dentist trip later, fun, fun, fun. NOT.

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  2. How lovely... To be able to write stories....

    I wasn't born with that gene, so it is not something I know of.

    Oh I can look at at painting/illustration, and make up possibilities of what is going on, in it. But that's not really MY imagination or memory.

    Tessa~

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  3. That long line of trucks along the road can only mean one thing.

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  4. I was guessing that you might have gone to an auction...thus the ladder! :) Did one of the ladies get a new red hat?

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  5. This story was good. Like a letter from home. Personal and full of wonderful goings on.

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  6. Ooo, how lovely to write, can't wait to read your stories! Love your Christmas knitting colours.
    Lynne x

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  7. As soon as I saw the line of trucks I started having visions of auctions. :)

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  8. Auctions are your bane in your laddered life. LOL Gee, can you paint it red for the holidays at least?

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  9. Your purse like attending auctions is a treasure trove.

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  10. How big is that purse? Guess those stories are in a safe place ;) Linda@Wetcreek Blog

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  11. From all those trucks lined up, I am guessing you went to a farm auction!!! I had flu... No matter what you did, you had more fun than I did!

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  12. Always look forward to your stories ! I take it you went to a farm auction and enjoyed your day ! Thanks for sharing , Have a good day !

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  13. That purse by now is priceless I'm sure ~
    full of stories worth more than money could buy !

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  14. An auction perhaps.....do tell!

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  15. I am waiting to hear just what Bossy 2 and the girls had to say! Yes, only ten more days - or ten more sleeps - and the long-awaited day will be here! xo Nellie

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  16. I hear ya about being busy with the girls. Same going on here. It's all about the girls and boys this time of year.... :)
    Cheri

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  17. The hint was pretty vague but it has auction sale written all over it. I have lost more stories by not writing them down. I have a good idea and I don't write it right away and then something else comes up and the idea I had is gone forever.

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  18. Funny how one always seems to think things will slow down with winter, but instead they speed up. Can't wait to read your stories by the fire, wrapped in my blanket, with some hot pumpkin cocoa. Glad you are keeping busy and your mom is doing good.

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  19. Love all your images especially that red hat. We all get really busy especially at this time of year.

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  20. I love your description of stuffing stories into your purse. I do hope they spring out one day and I will find them here. You should then publish your bol into a book of stories about your life.

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  21. Life does seem to ramble along pretty fast, doesn't it? As long as you keep track of it all by stuffing it in your purse, you are way ahead of the game! When those dark days of January roll around, you will be ready to uncrumple them all and share those wonderful insights with the rest of us. Till then, keep that pen moving! Hugs xo Karen

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  22. I feel sad about the snow! I had this real idea of their being snow on the ground when we head to Ottawa, but it seems it won't be now. I am sure you will find time to right those cow stories...in the new year perhaps x

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  23. Living, loving and gathering is what it's all about!

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  24. I look forward to hearing all of those stories :)

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  25. Since Gary pretty much quit his painting business, we happen to have a LOT of ladders around here. Does that sound enticing enough for a visit?

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  26. Always time for listening to stories . . . and telling them too!

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  27. Keep gathering and writing those stories! And tell Santa you need some more notebooks. :-)

    Now Larry is talking ladders. He wants one that will go up higher. :-(

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  28. And I can definitely imagine your girls talking. :-)

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