We missed out on the blizzard this weekend but we got a good dump of snow last night. I have been out shoveling this morning. I am feeling better today than I have for a few weeks but have to take it pretty slow. Dan went out and did a stretch because he doesn’t think I should push myself too far. It doesn’t look that impressive on these pictures but the snow is a good foot deep and HEAVY. I will be busy all day. πβοΈβοΈ
The struggle is real. Moving from summer to autumn, in Saskatchewan, just doesn’t work for me.
Trading the summer heat for the autumn chill does not work. Trading bright sunny skies for dull, overcast ones does not work. Trading green grass, thick lush trees and colorful summer flowers for the depressing dying plant life of autumn definitely does not work!
This morning Kat and I headed out for our morning walk. We took a route that we do not usually follow. We trod along four or five kilometres of city sidewalks. It was ok. The weather was warmish. The people we crossed paths with were friendly.
Finally we reached our neighbourhood park. I started to take more notice of the nature around us.
The grass was pretty sad looking.Some of the trees were looking downright depressing.
And then I saw IT!
A perfect golden leafed tree framed by brilliant blue sky.
It is amazing how one can find so much peace and joy and hope and beauty in one glance. I could have been looking in the wrong direction and missed it. I could have been shuffling along staring at the ground and feeling miserable and I could have missed it. But there I was, walking through my favourite little park, looking for peace and hope and joy and beauty and BAM there it was.
Wishing all a great day – or at least one perfect moment. π€
I am taking it easy today. I went for a walk with Kat this morning. She’s taking it slow lately due to a bum leg. I take her for a walk around our route, bring her home for a treat, and then go back for a brisker walk by myself.
Kat resting after her nap.
I snapped a few pictures in the garden while I was outside.
Our bell peppers are amazing this year.Our jalapenos and other hot peppers are prolific.Our Roma’s and San Marzanos are finally ripening Kat has Tiny Tim tomatoes ripening faster than she can eat them.A couple of our carrots have gone to seed. I have never seen that before but we have plenty of them and they are huge this year.Out geraniums are still in bloom!
Time to rest and relax for a bit before I start supper.
When I retired earlier this year I had plans for a grand and productive summer. My ‘to do’ list was impressive, to say the least. I also had high hopes that this would be my year for resolving major personal issues – health, family, finances.
Summer is coming to a close and my ‘to do’ list is more of a ‘didn’t get done’ list. My issues are still there – health, family, finances. My life is not perfect.
But… here is the thing. I have been having a great summer. After decades of stress and anxiety, I have actually experienced moments of profound peace. I have felt totally fearless – in sync with nature and the universe. This is the most amazing and powerful feeling and it is becoming less random and fleeting. My life may not be perfect but it is improving and I am better equipped to deal with any challenges that I am faced with.
I have always enjoyed walking but it is something that I have not done enough of for the past several years. This summer I walked and I walked and I walked. It started off as a means to cope with health issues I was having. Following a bout of pneumonia, I could not seem to recover. I struggled to breathe and my heart would race after the slightest exertion. With respiratory specialists and therapists closed down to prevent the spread of Covid 19, I was left to my own devices. My device of choice was walking. At first, I could barely make it to the end of our block and back. Now I head out before the heat of the day and I walk for miles.
As I walk, I allow my mind to wander wherever it chooses to roam. Whatever chaos my mind decides to pursue mellows as I walk off the miles. Personal problems come into perspective. Global issues fade. There is always a turning point where instead of feeling attacked by fearful thoughts, I feel empowered. I take control and I choose. My choice is always peace.
There is so much anger and fear and hate in this world. I choose to not contribute to it. When my mind pursues anxious thoughts, I focus on peace and love. When I worry about my health, I remind myself that stress will not help my body to recover. Walking will, so I walk. When I get frustrated or concerned about my family, I wrap them in thoughts and feelings of peace and love. When I worry about our finances, I realize how fortunate we are – and I choose to be grateful for all that we have.
When my mind starts rehashing the news of the day or the reactions on social media, I refuse to dwell on these thoughts or add to the noise. I focus on peace and I move on, considering how and why I feel the way I do. I have learned a lot about myself during my walks and have become more focused on my own thoughts and beliefs. It is no longer a matter of fighting the belief of others. It is about my beliefs ringing true. If, or when, I share my thoughts and beliefs, I am no longer seeking validation or holding a do or die attitude about them. They work for me.
Despite my lack of accomplishments this summer, I feel good about how I have used these pasts months. I feel that I have evolved into a stronger, better person. Hopefully, I will knock a few projects off of my ‘still to get done’ list in the coming months. Hopefully my life will continue to improve and my issues will gradually resolve themselves. Either way, I will continue to move forward – one step at a time.
It is hard to believe how busy one can be doing very little of consequence.Β Β In my quest to putter around to keep occupied – without actually investing a lot of effort into my mission – IΒ managed to snap a few random shots to share.
Our Brown Eyed Susan finally bloomed πOur lillies are still bloomingPuff the Magic Dragon πDan refinished another garden ornament – originally a hummingbird feeder from Jennifer.Wednesdays with DomA painting from Genie – I love the colors and the ELEPHANT! πPeace is my path π
Probably the most iconic landmark in Regina is the Albert Street Bridge. The Albert Street Bridge is the longest bridge over the shortest span of water in the world. It is situated off the entrance of our beautiful Wascana Park and the Saskatchewan Legislative Building grounds.
One end of Albert Street Bridge – this entire section is south of Wascana Creek.One of several buffalo sculptures that decorate Albert Street Bridge.Decorative pillars line both sides of the bridge.Saskatchewan coat of armsLooking west off of the Albert Street BridgeAlbert Street Bridge as seen from Rotary Park trail.
I hope you have a beautiful day to get out and do some sight seeing today. In these days, when travel is discouraged, there are sights worth exploring close to home.
Dan took Kat and I down to the south end of the city for our walk today. There is still nature to be shared and we had a lovely time but it is sad what is happening to our greenspace in this city.
Dan & Kat above the waterfallIt was very windy so I could not get a picture that does the waterfall justice. The water just would not flow properlyπ€·Albert Street Bridge – the longest bridge over the shortest span of water in the world. It extends for blocks on either side of Wascana Creek. More photos of it in a future post.Kiwanis Park runs into Rotary Park. Rotary Park was beautiful when we got married there twenty years ago. There was a massive water fountain, a bandstand where we had the ceremony and lush manicured lawns.Now there are a few picnic tables, barbecues and garbage cans. πSummer in SaskatchewanπBack at Waterfall Park – there used to be several gorgeous flower bedsπWe have geese.A lot of geese!
There is something special about Saturdays even if I am retired and even when Dan has to work weekends – although night shifts are never easy for him or me.
Dan brought me a coffee and muffin – he does that when he works nightsπOff for a walk with KatIt never ceases to amaze me how unique every tree in this neighbourhood is. Kat resting up after our walk.Off to do errands.Just ran to our neighbourhood Giant Tiger to grab a loaf of bread. They had the cutest red and white jumpsuit there. If I was eight feet tall and weighed a hundred pounds, I would have grabbed it. I did buy a sleeveless blue jumper instead – no pictures ( but if you can picture a blue beach ball…)
I have had my lunch so it is time to head outside to putter around the yard in my unflattering jumper. πΏοΈπ¦π²π»
Yesterday morning, Kat and I finally made it to and around PATRICIA Park (not Princess Park as I mentioned in an earlier postπ€¦).
I love this little park. It is not particularly noteworthy. It is just a couple of acres of greenspace – grass, trees, a meandering gravel path, a rustic little bridge and one ball diamond. I seem to be one of very few people who loves it, as I am typically alone there with my dog.
I was so excited to make it to, and around, our little park. When I stopped working at the end of March, I would walk to the end of our block and back. I would return home gasping for air, heart pounding and exhausted. Yesterday (and again today) we went for a brisk hour long walk and I am good to go yet. I can not believe the difference three months has made!
Wishing all a very good day and a special weekend! π³