Sunday, September 27, 2015

Friends of Narnia, Call and the Mighty Lion Will Come

And this scene from "The Last Battle" by C.S. Lewis, dear friends, gives me goose bumps when I read it. Our King is strong to help us and as the song says "He is mighty to save".

“Aslan—and children from another world,” thought Tirian. “They have always come in when things were at their worst. Oh, if only they could now.”
And he called out “Aslan! Aslan! Aslan! Come and help us now.”
But the darkness and the cold and the quietness went on just the same.
“Let me be killed,” cried the King. “I ask nothing for myself. But come and save all Narnia.”
And still there was no change in the night or the wood, but there began to be a kind of change inside Tirian. Without knowing why, he began to feel a faint hope. And he felt somehow stronger. “Oh Aslan, Aslan,” he whispered. “If you will not come yourself, at least send me the helpers from beyond the world. Or let me call them. Let my voice carry beyond the world.” Then, hardly knowing that he was doing it, he suddenly cried out in a great voice:
“Children! Children! Friends of Narnia! Quick. Come to me. Across the worlds I call you; I, Tirian, King of Narnia, Lord of Cair Paravel, and Emperor of the Lone Islands!”

From The Last Battle, C.S.Lewis

Monday, September 21, 2015

Postcards from Diane

Here are four cards and postcards I received from Diane; she finds the BEST cards to send to me. The two on the top are from a vintage store she discovered. I especially like the teapot shaped postcard with the pretty blue bird on it, which arrived today, flying in from the Philippines.
Thanks Diane; you are a sweetie.
You will find her blog at Diane Wants To Write
If you have a moment stop by her blog and say hi.
I hope you can read the card with the kitty cat on it, it is cute. "Every day may not be good...But there is something good in every day."

Thursday, September 10, 2015

Angel Wing Begonia

This lovely Angel Wing Begonia was growing in a one gallon pot when we moved here, more than 30 years ago. It has survived a freeze or two, and lived in deep shade as  the ten foot tall and eight foot wide ivy grew over it. I wrote about our $6,000 ivy and old rotted fence removal and new redwood fence project in an earlier post. The fence you see in these photos is our new fence. Now the begonia is liberated and in part sun on our patio. I know it is probably 40 years old and I have never repotted it.
It was shining as it caught the sun which is why I took these photos. The colors of the leaves are more red, a darker red, than these show, and it gets tiny red flowers.The leaves are green on top with spots of light grey, and red on the back, with the red also showing. In many areas with colder winters they are grown as house plants.
Below are photos of the green leaves when they are not illuminated by the sun, and of the red flowers. The plant to the left is an African Basil which in its second year has grown tall.

This type of begonia is sometimes called cane begonia and I read you can make starts by cutting a bit of the cane and putting it in water until it roots. I want to try that. Angel wing begonia is suited to grow outdoors in zones 10-11, but it has grown here in zone 8 for 40 years, with no special pampering. It requires filtered sunlight or the leaves with scorch and do not over water.

Tuesday, September 1, 2015

Jesus Calling, a pink cover contains wisdom

I recently bought this delightful book of devotionals with one devotional for each day. The edition I bought has the look and feel of pink leather, yet it is imitation leather. The bookstore had this edition and a paperback. This pink edition is a pleasure to hold and read which is why I chose it. The author is Sarah Young.
Here is a link to it on Amazon Jesus Calling
The devotional for September one says in part "Seek Me in good times; seek Me in hard times. You will find Me watching over you all the time."
Recommended Scripture for this day: Deuteronomy 4:29, Hebrews 10:23 and Psalm 145:20.

Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Pink Gladiolus on Wordless Wednesday

This bouquet of pink gladiolus makes me smile when I see it on our kitchen table. This is one bunch with ten stems and makes a generous sized bouquet.
Since this is Wordless Wednesday I won't say too much :)

Saturday, August 15, 2015

Pretty hare painting by Jackie Morris

Look what beauty arrived in my mail, all the way from Wales from the artist Jackie Morris.
In the top center is a card and the others are postcards. She illustrates books, paints, and also writes books. Her current book is a retelling of The Wild Swans story by Anderson. If you go to her blog and website you can see a lot of her beautiful paintings and more about the Wild Swans book which releases about September 19, 2015.
I enjoy visiting her blog and reading about her life in the countryside of Wales, where she walks with dogs and cats and encounters wild life, all of which inspire her art.
Thank you Jackie for the beautiful card and postcards.

Tuesday, August 4, 2015

Let's Balter Together

This cat has an amazed expression; maybe he saw me having fun baltering. I collect words like balter that are new to me and that have a nice ring to them.
Here are some of them:
telling a tarradiddle, a trifling lie, nonsense, twaddle
moire antique curtain, fabric of silk or rayon with a watery or wavelike appearance
widdershins, in a direction contrary to the natural one
louche, dubious, shady, disreputable
a nebuly coat, edged in a deeply wavy line, intended to represent clouds
ebullition of surprise, violent outpouring as of emotion
corruscation of green light, glitter, sparkle, series of small flashes or sparks
a bimble, a ramble
cruft, leftover, redundant, getting in the way
limned "the way the light limned the edges", highlighted with light or color or to depict with painting
serried branches, pressed close together, especially in rows
infrangible, cannot be broken or violated
gallimaufry, hodgepodge, jumble
marmorean, marmoreal is smooth like marble
a stoup of holy water, a basin, a pail, a cup
balter, to dance artlessly without grace but with extreme joy

A fair number of these I found while reading Proust, Anthony Trollope and British mysteries.
Many of these are older words that it would be nice to use more often.
So friends, let's remember to dance, even if it means we balter :)