水果视频bodies - Things that made me smile
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- Published on Saturday, May 30, 2015
By Rita Friesen
A rather aggressive driver swept past me, certainly exceeding the speed limit. And then, just nicely ahead of me the driver slammed on his brakes. My thoughts were less than charitable! The car swerved to the left, dodging a mother duck hustling her little family across the busy highway. My thoughts were mixed, shame over my hasty reaction, and pleasure at the consideration shown by the driver of the other car.
鈥� My sister and I wandered through the Graysville cemeteries, one on the churchyard, the other down a country road. We paid our respects to our parents and the loving community members who influenced our early years. Old neighbours, fellow faith walkers, school chums, family. Both grounds were green, surrounded by stately trees and well maintained. We settled on a well placed bench and reflected on the passing of the years, the changes, our changes. Sad stories, funny stories and quaint sayings.
鈥� Driving home at sunset, I was awed at the glowing red sun, trapped between layers of clouds. Already setting to the north, reminding me of the coming of the summer solstice, its brilliance dazzled me. The longer daylight hours are a gift, bringing energy and comfort.
鈥� The garden tiller is old. I used it each of the 40 years I shared with Ed. He knew how to talk to it, coax it into one more year of service. The reverse hasn鈥檛 worked for 35 years so tilling the garden is a full body work out. I dreaded hauling it out, feared the temperamental recoil rope starter. It is a week past gardening time and so it was time to stop procrastinating and at least try. Filled the tank, moved it off the concrete floor. First pull, resistance and a sputter, second pull the same. Third and fourth came up empty, and I came close to socking myself in the eye! Fifth pull was the charm. Full resistance, smooth start and a breathed prayer of thanksgiving. By day鈥檚 end, the garden seeds were nestled all snug in their beds.
鈥 fox has chosen to share our yard. She has two young ones and I sincerely appreciate the decrease in the mole population. She has been bold enough to watch us through the patio windows, quick to flee the shelter of the old granary when a car comes onto the yard, and agile in hunting. She and I watched each other, I wondering if she was losing her winter coat and looking ragged, or if she was overworked or ill. She, I鈥檓 sure, wondering why I didn鈥檛 go away. And so I did.
鈥� A friendly letter in the mail, news from away. Lunch with a friend. A hug from friend whom I had not seen for too long. An on-line chat with a sister, a call from a child or two. Tangible show of support, love and encouragement. Feels great to smile from the heart.
