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"Happiness always looks small when you hold it in your hands, but let it go, and at once you learn how big and precious it is."
Maxim Gorky

Friday, April 19, 2013

Song for Friday...justice unserved

In 1989 five male children aged 14 - 15 were arrested and later
convicted of a violent and brutal crime.
Film maker Ken Burns tells their story in his latest
documentary called "Central Park Five".
It's a story of innocence lost and the manipulation by the justice system
to find scapegoats without due care and attention.
A powerful film which I urge you to watch.
The trailer...
 
...and the theme song sung here by Nina Simone...
 
 
have a great weekend all...


Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Royalty visits...

My world around here is very much attune to the birds who live in the woods and the fields.
I know that if I hear a certain  'blip' on a window it
may mean a bird has flown into it.
Luckily most birds recover and fly away, sadly some are killed by the impact
 but once in a while they are stunned and may need a little de -stressing, a time-out of sorts.
The other morning I heard that 'blip' and sure enough there sat the tiniest of birds...
 It was a Golden Crowned Kinglet.
(both females and males have gold feathers on top of their heads
 but the male has a tuft of rusty red on his)
I picked her up and she was definitely shaken up...
Some may think not to interfere in this situation but
if you think about being injured and how your body starts to shake, that's called shock
and you will know that a warm blanket can help.
She was in shock and I was stepping in.
I just cupped her in my hands and covered her and blew some warm breaths into
 my hands to keep her body heat up...
I kept her like that for about 5 minutes and then checked on her...
She seemed a bit better but still kind of wobbly so I cupped her again and let her rest.
This can be a critical time. Sometimes at this point the bird either makes it or doesn't.
I've held a few birds who quietly die in my hands and it is never easy.
This little lady seemed like she was going to be o.k.
I checked her again and just let her sit there while I slowly took a few pictures with my other hand...
Look at these tiny feet...
...don't worry, there's nothing wrong with them.
Those little feet are sharp and meant for clinging on to tiny branches,
not sitting on flat things.
Such a magical feeling to hold a wild little thing like this...
After about 10 minutes of the two of us curiously looking at each other,
I held out my hand with her in it up to the sky and just like that she fluttered off...
These little birds spend the winters in the south and can come from places like South Carolina
and Central America.
They're one of the smallest of songbirds and some people can barely hear their song
because of it's high pitch.
They weigh in at a hefty 0.2 ounces (or 6 grams)...that's twice the weight of a hummingbird
and are only 4" from beak tip to tail tip.
I was blessed with this royal visit today and only too glad to
  help a wee lass in distress.
 



Sunday, April 14, 2013

The great debate...

So here we are in the throes of spring and I have just made my first harvest.
Down on the front of our property there's remnants of the garden from perhaps eighty years ago
when the first house was. Long gone now, there's only bits of old fencing...
 ...and old fence posts.
But there's also two plants that have survived the years and weeds and brambles
of himalayan blackberry.
One is an old quince tree and the other is this, that I've come to harvest...
Rhubarb.
 There's nothing like going out on a cool spring day, between the rain showers
and looking down onto such magnificent leaves!
(which are toxic by the way)
 I don't know if there's anything at this time of year which grows
so fast and so big!
Under the leaves it's a micro jungle of thick red trunks...
 Slender stalks of juicy fruit...
 Or is it a vegetable??
It's described as a perennial so I would describe it more as a herb.
I think of vegetables as something you plant and harvest in one year.
Fruit can be a tree or something like raspberries or strawberries that
come back every year as well, so what is rhubarb??
It's these questions which keep the great minds of the world awake at night.
Thank goodness in the morning there is stewed rhubarb to put on hot cereal for breakfast!!
Made with a bit of water, some brown sugar and a pinch of cinnamon.
It's a taste of spring!
     Delicious in a bowl of creamy brown rice cereal with
almond milk
 (and an extra pinch of brown sugar of course!)   
   
               
 



Saturday, April 13, 2013

Fakin' it...

Wordless Wednesday featured her head.
I'm not a knitter so the sweater she'll be wearing is a bit of faux knitting.
Needle felted and made in pieces like a 'real' sweater and then needle felted onto the main body...
 ...borrowing designs from Nordic / Icelandic and Shetland knitting...
Soon to be adorned with tiny buttons, to keep the milkmaid warm on chilly mornings...
(to be continued!)


Friday, April 12, 2013

Song for Friday...late

My song for Friday is a bit late today.
Last night a loud crash, the house shook and the power lines bounced up
and down in arcs.
Next thing was that the top of the power pole down the road exploded and I called 911.
Seems that someone was driving too fast or swerved to avoid
a deer and slammed into the pole breaking it in half!
Luckily the pickup truck was a big one and the man, 2 teenage girls
and two dogs were all o.k but they had to sit in
the crashed truck for an hour and a half while
the power company had to come and make sure they got out safely.
Police, ambulance and the whole neighbourhood were out on the road.
Hence our power was out all night, no wifi either, just connecting early this morning.
So my song for Friday is about slowing down a little...
Have a great weekend all!
Take your time...

Thursday, April 11, 2013

Film review...Buck

This is a picture of Buck Brannaman doing what he does best...
Communicating with horses the only way he knows how.
With respect, dignity, understanding and compassion.
A friend of mine who had to go through a very sad time with her horse
lent me this film to watch...
It's a documentary of a man who suffered terrible abuse as a child
but who turned it around to do something profound and meaningful in his life.
Buck learned from the master horse whisperer Monty Roberts who Robert Redford
based the film of the same name on.
Robert Redford also directed this film for Sundance and it was
nominated for an Oscar in 2011.
If you love horses or any animals, this film will blow you away.
Buck shows us the lessons of teaching with love and understanding.
He denounces the idea of 'breaking' a horse to get him to do what you want.
Some people have called it voodoo.
Some people's lives have been saved by it and some people's
hearts have been broken by it.
This is a powerful and intense film not only about
fixing problems with your horse but about
picking up the pieces of a broken life to begin again.
It's about looking at yourself first.
Without a doubt, one of the best films I've ever seen.
(p.s have a few tissues handy!)
Here's the trailer...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IShjmWYuHZ0