Tuesday, April 17, 2018

She is Puppy



How can it be 
That I already love
This puppy so much,
Who's only a small
Ball of nonsense:
Messy and clumsy
Making a scene
Over every 
Little move we
Make, crying when we
Go to bed and 
Taking over our whole 
Lives, like a dandelion,
Conquers a yard in spring. 



How could it be 
That this small
Animal, born in a
Dark, stinky barn,
Just a farmer's dog,
Could bring such joy,
So that the world
Looks more bright and
Life seems a more
Doable task again.



Every day she learns
Something new and
Every night she dreams
Of snow-covered slopes,
Millions of smells,
And the two people
Who now fill her heart -- 
And fill her bowl
Three times a day. 

She is puppy, 
Good girl, Snowball,
Loved and loving all,
Cuddles and mud,
Pee and Soft kisses,
Sticks and Bones Chewed,
A welcome home,
A new beginning,
Part of our lives
Now and forever,
The baby in the house.
She is the puppy

We love.

Good morning, everyone! Eight days ago, on a cold, April Sunday evening, we brought home a small, but rather big-for-a-puppy dog. She was bred by farmers who use the animals to guard their livestock and property. She was the runt of a family that included four sisters and three brothers.

The moment my husband spotted her, he knew she was the one for us.  She threw up in the car and barely moved when we first got her. A week later, she feels completely at home and is rapidly taking over every aspect of our lives. Her name is Snowball.

We already have two cats and they are very loved but a dog seemed like the next step for life here in the forest of Manitoba. Besides being great company, a dog is also a safety feature in this habitat we share with foxes, bears, coyotes, fishers and raccoons. Pyrenees are bred to be guard dogs and are noted for being patient, subdued and very good-looking.

She really is joy personified. I admit I was nervous about being able to keep up with the work required to have a small animal in the house and it has been a real challenge but the pure bliss she has for life makes it all worth it! I have uploaded a video I took of her below.

What about you? Are you an animal lover? Can you relate to some of the feelings in this poem? I would love to hear your feedback in the comments section below.




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Wednesday, March 7, 2018

Ice Castles on A Winter's Day: A Series of Haikus




One cold afternoon
Long before spring and its blossoms,
We find a treasure.


Deep in the city,
We behold structures, made of pure cold,
Held together with ice.




A castle fantasy dropped
Into the middle of a
Dreary winter's day.


Lovers and children
Equally delighted, walk
Mitten on Mitten.


Strangers smile in joy,
Offering to shoot portraits
On each other's phones.

Pure camerderie:
Sharing this moment of magic 
We did not expect.




It's a hidden treasure 
In this dusty muddy town ...
Time stands completely still.

We feel as though we
Could stay forever, caught up in
A frozen fairytale. 



Do you ever get into a rut? I know it's very easy to do, but last month, my husband and I broke out of our rut by doing something completely different.  For a belated Valentine's Day date, we visited Ice Castles! 

I had seen pictures of similar structures, mostly from Europe, but never knew they were available locally. When I saw some friends posting gorgeous images on Facebook, I was intrigued and then thought, "what an amazing idea for Valentines' Day!" 

These are  some shots I took of these magical structures. At first, I wasn't sure if might be "too girly" for my masculine husband to enjoy but my worries were unfounded. He loved it as much as I did. 

I absolutely loved seeing the genuine smiles on everyone's faces. Just being there seemed to open people up and total strangers were all offering to take photos of each other. It was really moving. 

About the Poems

The week's poem this week is actually a series of haikus. Even if you aren't a student of literature, there is a chance you are familiar with form of poetry because almost every North American child ends up writing a haiku at one point in their school career!

As you may know, an English haiku is usually made up of 17 syllables and is usually focused on some aspect of nature. It usually features a "turn" around the second line. 


What you may not have known (I didn't) is that the Japanese, the ones who invented the form, do not even have syllables in their language and their poems were always centred on the seasons. 

As this writer explains in his site dedicated to Japanese culture,  traditional Japanese haikus were always related to their four seasons: fall, winter, spring, summer and New Year's! Each seasonal poem had certain conventions and images that were expected. 

Thanks so much for reading and I hope spring is soon on its way, wherever you are! Please feel free to comment below and share with others if you think they would enjoy it! 

*All photographs were taken by the author and are copyright-protected. 

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Saturday, February 17, 2018

Trees Remind Us






Trees remind us 
That we are smaller
Than our creator 
And this knowledge
Lets us breath more easily,
Knowing that we are not 
God and do not need
To pretend we are. 



Trees remind us 
That no matter 
How the wind blows 
And the rain comes down
We can still stand strong
Even if we have lost 
All of our bloom.



Trees are the lions 
Of the forest
Who rule with majesty
The elephants 
Who remember everything
And the defenders
Of our air and earth. 




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I would love it if you would be willing to share this page, as well as any of my product pages. Thanks so much and God bless. 



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Thursday, February 8, 2018

Dusk's Last Song


There is a time
Right before night
When the sun hangs
Barely in sight.


 When you feel a 
Sense of new hope
That no matter 
The odds, you can cope.



During dusk's last song,
The soft sky of blue
Reaches out and
Envelopes you.



I hope you enjoyed this poem. I think that dusk is my favourite time of day. It is not quite dark outside and the whole world has a romantic mood to it. I love the light and the way everything looks interesting and intense! These pictures were taken on my walk tonight. What is your favourite time of day? Talk to me below! 

All photos are the author's and are fully copyrighted and protected. 




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