1. I love Lake Erie, as you know, and Seacliff Beach.
A close-up of the waters, so clear.
Lake Erie, well, the Great Lakes in general, have come a long way from the dirty, 'dead' lakes of the 70s and 80s. I want to see them keep being healthy and getting healthier still. I'm so glad Canada sees their value. We've got and are still getting a bumper crop of fish flies, something I do not like. At all. They reek. Very fishy, in a rotting fishy way. However, they mean the lake is healthy. The birds love them. There were many years with virtually no fish flies. Much as we don't like them around here, we are happy to see them back. Kind of like fireflies! Only fireflies don't stink. They wink. LOL
2. I love the abundance of beach glass I can find at Seacliff Beach.
Met another lady out walking at that early hour; I went after I finished teaching my 6-7 am yoga class.
Me: good morning!
Her: Good morning! What are you collecting?
Me: Oh beach glass.
Her: There's nothing much other than the white stuff. Another lady came by with a dog (eye roll) and took all the good stuff.
Me: Oh? Okay...oh well...
Musings: So you see above my 'nothing but white stuff' glass. I get it home, dump it in an empty yogurt container that has warm water and maybe a capful or two of bleach in it. Let it sit. Stir it around a bit. Then I scoop out handfuls and rinse it under running water, and spread it on a cloth or paper towel to dry.
I am never disappointed in all the 'just white stuff' I pick up. Just look at all the gorgeous blues, greens, aquas, and roses! A couple that may be more solid white pieces off a bowl perhaps? A couple of bits of shell, because I had an idea.... Maybe a stone, but I always pick them up because they may just prove to be lucky stones (search that on my blog and you'll see what I'm talking about).
These 'just white pieces' have such beauty don't they? Such surprising colours and wonderful shades, and all I did was give them a chance (well a wash ha), but you know what I mean. People are the same. Dogs are the same. Trees are the same! You can give a blanket statement, "just a bunch of trees," or, "there's nothing good there," but look a little closer, give it a chance, and well, wow.
3. I like creating stuff with beach glass. I made another bowl. This is my fourth shape now. seventh bowl. See the little piece of shell?!
4. I like this car.
You can see it's parked in a little park. This was in Walkerville, an area of Windsor, where my friend and I went for breakfast at an awesome little restaurant called Carrots n' Dates. Completely vegetarian with almond milk in the coffee! We both had the maple cream pancakes, yum. I'll be going back for lunch or supper; there's a Buddha Bowl with my name on it! We had an enjoyable morning strolling through several boutiques in the area after breakfast. I like friends like this! She's not vegetarian, but had heard, as had I, that this is a great restaurant. And it was.
5. I know it's a catch-phrase of the past few years, but I do love and firmly believe in, shopping and eating local.
A few kilometres from my door are 18 wineries, like Erie Shore Vineyard, freshly-picked-that-day field strawberries, (greenhouse ones year-round now starting this year!), and a few good fabric purchases, $10/metre, from The Sewing Shoppe, in a neighbouring little town. You also see a vegetarian zucchini lasagne recipe I've made many times, that I just love.
6. I love eating outside.
|Do not need any bugs sharing my wine!|
7. I love fireworks. I love sunsets. I like black cats a lot.
8. Which brings me to my next like: I like being able to feel that I'm helping in some way, doing something. Without getting all political, because, although it isn't my country, (but you now see the proximity, literally across a river) it is my humans. I've felt so terrible profound sadness, and helplessness, and wanting to do something with regard to the separation of immigrant families, and reuniting of them that is so daunting a task...watch a few PBS or NPR reports on their situations that led to where they are and your heart breaks for what they've gone through and then to have this.... Anyhow I found through the power of Instagram, reading one thing that led to another, and another... this incredible organization, Together Rising, where anyone can help and 100% of your donations if that is how you choose to help, go to the cause. I have put Glennon Doyle's book, Love Warrior, on hold through our library. It is an Oprah's Book Club selection.
9. Which brings me to an Instagram story Dayna sent me, on a young teacher in Ottawa, Melissa. I (obvi) love teachers, love and believe in the power of education, and lifelong learning, and in the giving nature of teachers. This?!! Oh MY. It won't be in Melissa's or Ashley Spivey's stories (you'll see the connection when you watch it) anymore but go to Melissa's page, and you will find it; she must've done some perma-save thing! This started with a teacher, but oh, all the people on both sides of the border here who have helped... Here's the link, and be warned, you will need Kleenex...
Books for Littles
10. "He who plants a tree plants hope." Lucy Larcom. The day of the fireworks night, we planted 25!
I'm linking up with LeeAnna at Not Afraid of Color where you will find many other people who write these posts. It's a wonderful boost to one's spirits to read these!