tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20552770827130730782024-03-05T16:58:32.407-06:00dear ollee n bee ~ love, pg | prairie girl studioUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger281125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2055277082713073078.post-78686350341872640902013-10-23T12:45:00.001-05:002013-10-23T12:45:46.128-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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oh tell me true, dear ollee n bee ... do ewe ever have days like this?</div>
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summer pastel beauty ~ <b><a href="http://www.mademoisellepoirot.com/blog" target="_blank">mademoiselle poirot</a></b></div>
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when this much time passes, one really doesn't know where to begin ... where or how.</div>
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how is your summer? i hope you are enjoying fresh mornings, sultry afternoons wrapped up with delicious sunsets ...</div>
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we wait and wait for the days to lengthen, the airs to warm, our toes to bare, summer frocks to flap in cooling breezes so we can sip drinks on open patios under dappled light ... mmmmm</div>
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each day seems full and slips so quickly into the next. i find the quiet morning moments, the strolling in my jammies and rubber boots across the dew laden lawn to be my favourite moments of this savoury season.</div>
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wishing you many lovely moments all summer long, mes petites gloires de matin ...</div>
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<i>ps. when i miss you both too much, i replay your sweet voices with your wishes for my special day ... thank you for continuously warming my heart xxoo</i></div>
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gosh golly, i think the season is finally turning and soon it will be <i>you scream, i scream, we all scream for ice cream</i>! hee hee ~ i've always loved that little ditty when the weather warms, the toes are bared and one's only desire is to lick a cone leisurely. </div>
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we have had some really warm days. cooler today, but the birds are singing their sweet spring songs and fluttering about the tree tops. the air smells divine. the grass is taking on that delicious, fresh new green and just yesterday morning i saw the very tippy top of a tulip poking its way up.</div>
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wishing you many moments today of simply seeing and feeling spring!</div>
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where on earth does the time go in a day?<br />
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so much to share, but for now just a lovely collection from <b><a href="http://themurmuringcottage.tumblr.com/" target="_blank">the murmuring cottage</a></b> to gaze at and hopefully bring a smile.<br />
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lalue,<br />
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<i>n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own _ populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries, and inherited craziness _ an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you'll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.</i></div>
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i took this image while visiting london a couple of summers ago. one doesn't have to go that far to experience random people passing by.</div>
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to those passerby's, we are passerby's.</div>
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and we carry on our way ~</div>
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hello again, dear ollee n bee ~<br />
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what do you say we <i>poo poo</i> all the white that surrounds us, kick off our boots and have a green party!<br />
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a get down, get messy, get outrageously glorious green-as-green-can-be feast for our eyes.<br />
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ready?<br />
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let's do it.<br />
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i've just got to get back on my horse! isn't this the perfect start?<br />
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thanks to <a href="http://www.mademoisellepoirot.com/" target="_blank">mademoiselle poirot</a> : )<br />
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every day, every moment we have a choice what to do with each moment. </div>
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with a little warm porridge in our bellies, we will be off to a very good start indeed.</div>
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til tomorrow,</div>
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hello hello dear ollee n bee ~</div>
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goodness gracious! so sorry to be away too long ~ but i know you know you are always with me : )</div>
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here we are into a new month and a season of hope and promise and growth. i am especially hopeful that the april showers promise to wash away this long winter and bring us apple blossoms and may flowers.</div>
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walking about the yard today, one could almost see the snow dropping and i realized that when it does melt away, we really will have instant spring and the gardening will begin presto! in a wink, it will be time to get out the tools and plan what to plant where. soon, so soon, we'll be digging in the rich, warm earth ~ mmmm.</div>
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breathe it in deep ~ i believe spring has finally sprung!</div>
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good, good morning lovely ollee n bee ~<br />
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a simple and beautiful reminder from our friends at <b><a href="http://www.greenrenaissance.co.za/" target="_blank">green renaissance</a></b> to get you on your way ... : )<br />
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have a really great day,<br />
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so here is how this goes. i saw these very pretty easter eggs that were dyed with fresh fruits and vegetables on facebook and followed the link to many more pretty pins by <b><a href="http://pinterest.com/mllepoirot/pins/" target="_blank">carole poirot</a></b>.<br />
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quite taken with all her pins, i had a good feeling about popping by her blog, <b><a href="http://www.mademoisellepoirot.com/" target="_blank">mademoiselle poirot</a></b>. mhm! just as i suspected ~ a delicious little find with this scrumptious salad popping right up. i love her words as she too is wishing winter away and seeking the freshness of spring on her plate.<br />
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let's hear it for light, spring fare with a sprinkling of april showers soon, pretty please.<br />
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five little people etched in silver. one little girl and four little guys. there was only one like it in the shop as if it was always only meant to have one owner. not frodo, nor gollum or anyone in middle earth would possess it ever. it deemed to be for this girl right here ~ a ring signifying my four boys and i ~ our family and gosh, i love it dearly.</div>
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have you ever had times when you feel incredible fulfillment during a spell of significant lack? sounds a little confusing perhaps but i liken it to the cloud with silver lining. even in the toughest times, there can be moments of great exultation. </div>
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march holds sadness as it is the month my brother <i>rjs</i> passed away. but march holds great gladness as it marks the birthday of my oldest brother, <i>slick</i>. a year ago, my mom spent the last two weeks of march, the last two weeks of her life in hospital before slipping away the second day of april. we celebrated her life in the season of hope, with the message of hope which was her single expressive wish.</div>
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last weekend, mr k and i spent a night with my brother <i>slick</i> and sister-in-law, miss lynda loo. this weekend we spent one evening visiting with mr. k's three brothers and newest nephew ~ the house was packed with cousins and grandma and sister-in-laws and sons and grandkids. today saw a luncheon with more of mr k's family. next weekend, our home will be overflowing with family festivities as our children, sweet niece and partner, brother and sister-in-law gather to celebrate being together for easter, but more just because we love each other so.</div>
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even though this time of year can tug so hard on our hearts with loss, there are so many reminders of how much there is to be grateful for ~ so many many reasons to celebrate who we are and who we are with right now, and to celebrate those who have gone before us. </div>
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i declare and think it is quite possible, probable, undoubtedly true, without a shadow of a doubt that a cuppa of morning coffee tastes best on a weekend morning.</div>
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<i>fuzz ... fuzzy ... arnie</i> ... my middle brother, <i>rjs</i>, had a few nick names. he was about fifteen in this photo. he lived for anything that had a motor and wheels. born with a wrench in his hand and grease under his nails, my brother was happiest buying, building, fixing and riding go-carts, motorcycles, snowmobiles, cars, trucks, tractors ~ as long as he could tune it, lube it and ride it down the road or across the field, he was in heaven on earth. </div>
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as a kid, he could sure be a stinker with lots of get up and go. i can't remember the story completely, but one time when he was about nine, he managed to bid one dollar at a church auction on a shoe box and proceeded to present it to my parents. wouldn't you know, there was a small black lab puppy in that shoe box! <i>ralph</i> grew to be our family's trusted and true friend. he would spend most of his day with my dad at the elevator and would come back to the house covered in grain dust, just like dad. ralph would contentedly chew on his bone on the lawn while my mom mowed the grass, moving over one swath at a time. he would wag his tail and watch politely while my oldest brother and i played catch. ralph was good and wouldn't chase any of the cars or motorbikes that came into our yard ~ just bark to let us know someone had arrived. even though my brother bought this dog, he belonged to us all.</div>
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my brother was so good to me, even though it drove him crazy that i was too young to do his dishes, or that i chewed too loudly at the table. when i was older and he was old enough to drive, he would take me to choir practice. he loved to smoke, and i remember him offering me a cigarette on one of those drives. it wasn't that he was thinking i would, but it was the way he asked. i felt 'big' riding next to him.</div>
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it was one day after high school, i arrived home, hopping off the dusty old bus as usual. what wasn't usual was that my bedroom door was shut. my mom always had all the doors open. when i opened the door, there was the most beautiful, shiny white ten speed bicycle i had ever seen, sitting by my bed! mhm, a gift from my brother, who was now working his first real job.</div>
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he knew how much i loved to ride bicycle. i can still feel how fast i could cruise, switching gears, the rubber humming on the hard-packed part of the gravel road. i was so proud of that bike, but more so proud of how hard my brother had worked to buy it, and his immense thoughtfulness.</div>
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every vehicle he owned was kept in pristine shape. we always kidded that a person could eat off the floorboards, they were that meticulous. every inch of his motorcycles shone. he had this 1967 triumph chopper that only a mechanic could own. one time, when he was driving from the city to my parent's home in the country, there was some sort of electrical issue and he ended up holding a flashlight in his mouth to see the road ~ only in those days!! he could wheely that thing for over a city block no problem and there are a few pics of him riding with one foot on the seat, superman style.</div>
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the road was his calling and he loved to drive. it wasn't out of the question to head four hours down the highway 'for coffee'. i think about my oldest brother, <i>slick</i> and how he must have <i>fuzzy</i> on his mind as he rolls down the pavement on his harley (which also has every speck of chrome glistening ~ a trait shared by my dad and my brothers to the extreme : )</div>
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the irony of it all is that the highway is what ended <i>fuzzy's</i> life, thirty four years ago this day, march 21, 1979. no crazy stunts this time, just cruising along with his best friend in a half ton, when they crossed the line into the path of a semi. that one second in time altered time forever for our families.</div>
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mostly what i take from his short life, is to live life to the fullest. he lived freely and i adored him.</div>
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the last thing he ever said to me, just a day before he headed on the trip with his friend, was <i>it will always be you, me and slick ... remember that. </i></div>
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oh, miss ollee! i had no idea you were a bee in southern france in a past life ~ how positively heavenly! imagine you buzzing about the heady fields of lavender. you certainly carried that magnificent beauty with you from that life to this one ~ mhm, yes you did! : )</div>
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as i wrote out the last post, i was happy and sad at the same time. happy and giddy for the amazing creation of bees and the perfect food, the pure honey they make for themselves and us. sad because i realized how now, in this life, they are so endangered. their prey isn't a bird or weather or kitties batting them out of the air. it is our very own species that threatens the thriving and flourishing existence of the little honey bee. man has got this life all messed up, thinking that their manmade, genetically modified, extreme everything to make their/our life more convenient is somehow ok. meanwhile, all this convenience and easy street approach is drastically inconveniencing and altering the natural world in a deadly manner. just where on earth, do they think this will all end up? </div>
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i am so glad you were a bee then, miss ollee. i would have tried to protect you then, just as i want to help protect the bees of today. recently, i was introduced to <b><a href="http://www.greenrenaissance.co.za/blog" target="_blank">green renaissance</a></b>, a group dedicated to helping the natural world through their expertise in journalistic film. it seems fitting to be sharing their work on this very first day of spring ~ a day of rebirth and hope.</div>
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generally, i include links as a choice for you to visit or not. today is different. i really want you to see the <b>green renaissance <a href="http://www.greenrenaissance.co.za/showcase" target="_blank">showcase</a></b>. it just seems too important to miss.</div>
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funny how these things seem to present themselves synchronistically. just today on <b><a href="http://www.cbc.ca/radionoonmanitoba/" target="_blank">cbc manitoba radio noon, </a></b>host marilyn maki spoke of how local honey producers are helping the filipino economy by teaching them how to make honey. <i>the bee and honey business barely existed in the philippines until farmers in manitoba got involved. </i></div>
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<i>when i add a spoon of honey to my tea,</i></div>
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<i>i know we've enjoyed the nectar from over a million flowers.</i></div>
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<i>this is what honey is: the soul of flowers, a food to please the gods.</i></div>
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should your day bring a sting, know you can soothe it with a hot cup of tea and honey.</div>
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til tomorrow,</div>
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sorry to be away a few. i think you know the whole snow thing that's been happening in these parts lately. goodness, this winter has stretched and stretched on. i keep thinking how much sweeter spring will be when she arrives. mmmm, i think c.s. lewis is speaking exactly what i need to hear today.<br />
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this week at prompt addicts, we have been doing a three.sixty from last week's right angle prompt, and looking for circles.<br />
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mes petites ollee n bee ~<br />
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how could i resist ... a chair for you and you and me.<br />
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mais oui,<br />
<i>xxo</i><br />
<i>pg</i><br />
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seventy.one | three.sixty.five<br />
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<b>the orchard</b> | thomas cooper gotch 1920</div>
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via <b><a href="http://somebody-else.tumblr.com/" target="_blank">things we lost along the way</a></b></div>
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some days, dear ollee n bee ~<br />
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some days there is just too much beauty in the world to take in.<br />
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this painting speaks to me as i take in the last few pages of <b><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dT7mC8PGDwQ" target="_blank">the forgotten garden</a></b> by kate morton ~ a lovely read.<br />
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admiringly,<br />
<i>xxo</i><br />
<i>pg</i><br />
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seventy | three.sixty.five<br />
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oh dear, dear ollee n bee ~<br />
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blogger seems to be giving me great grief this eve : (<br />
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i am just going to leave you with this pretty brown egg for now.<br />
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til tomorrow ~<br />
<i>xxo</i><br />
<i>pg</i><br />
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sixty.nine | three.sixty.five<br />
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lovely ollee n bee ~<br />
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how are you doing today? get enough sleep last night?<br />
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we went to bed an hour earlier to help with losing the hour sleep. to be honest, i don't feel like i lost a thing.<br />
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in fact, i'm feeling like a spring chicken today!<br />
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in fact, i'm off to go tobogganing with miss anna and mr m ... wheeeeeeeeeeeeeee : )<br />
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lalu,<br />
<i>xxo</i><br />
<i>pg</i><br />
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sixty.eight | three.sixty.seven<br />
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oh ollee n bee ~<br />
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can you see it? the light is coming earlier and staying longer.<br />
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oh, it is glorious.<br />
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it's perfectly fine with me to spring ahead with our tick tock clocks.<br />
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off to bed now,<br />
<i>xxo</i><br />
<i>pg</i><br />
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sixty.seven | three.sixty.five<br />
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<i>whatever you decide to do</i></div>
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<i>make up your mind to see it through ...</i></div>
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~ peter rabbit</div>
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from mrs. peter rabbit by thornton burgess</div>
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good morning dearest ollee n bee ~<br />
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hmmmm, seems these little peter rabbit bits of wisdom keep popping up at just the right time.<br />
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best hop to it,<br />
<i>xxo</i><br />
<i>pg</i><br />
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sixty.six | three.sixty.five<br />
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