I'm stuck inside today working on a poem...Seems that I'm feeling a bit better and have been accused of walking too far from home yesterday. I went early morning for about 2 1/2 miles then again in the afternoon venturing down to frost park for a bit of sunshine to watch the children playing around the fountain... whats wrong with that! Today I'm stuck in! I am working on a poem for my AllPoetry.com. Its coming slowly as I haven't thought of writing in MONTHS! Hoping my creativity will return...
I've been off work on sick leave sense late June and don't look like I'll be getting back anytime soon. My symptoms are still there except the bloating is gone for the most part. I'm still very weak and trying to walk everyday for 30 minutes or so. Its all I can do to drag myself around the block. I did see the doctor on Friday and my prognoses doesn't look that good for getting there anytime soon.
I decided its time to work on short stories and poems again. I sent a fellow tenant out to buy me some new pencils and a work book to pass the time. I'm hoping my past dragons will speak and the light will send words to tell the tale.....life to the dragons will return....
Well...I;m back on-line, for now, but have spent most of the summer sick with a un-known infection in my stomach lining. I started back in June just after I went back to work at the ferry terminal. By July I was off and I still am taking tests( ultra sound, cat scan ,blood work, ect) but no answer yet. My stomach was swelled so bad at one point that I looked pregnant! Its gone down a bit now but nothing fits right.
The kids have been great and have taking me out many times for shopping, hospital visits and a family wedding at Ellenwood park. Most of my time has been spent sleeping in the house with 0 energy.
In my depressed state, I tried to make a visit to see my 1st husband in prison.as I hadn't seen him for 7 years. He's there on a life sentence with no hope of ever getting out...just to make me feel better. What did I find out? He;s not there anymore....probably died and me not told. Crap. I decided to wear his ring in protest. I was supposed to be notified if he died or was executed.
We were married back in 1977 on my birthday. A month later he was catch and incarcerated. I had known him sense a infant and he was there most of the time taking care of me with my Great Grand Mother Adele sense birth.
When I was 6 years old and he was 10 years, he was kidnapped from the apartment he lived in with a guardian and not seen for years. He was made a part of a cult in New York State that preyed on children. All the member were kept drugged, molested and afraid to tell anything as noone could be trusted in the small out-skirted community they lived in. When he escaped at 15 years old, he spent most of the time on the street till he found his way back to Yarmouth1971, hiding out with people in Yarmouth. In A year later , we found each other again. And spent many happy times filled with fun with my friends. When I turned 16, we decided we would get married.
After, We found out he was accused of killing 40 people at a party in Albany with poison plus a child boiled alive. It wasn't til we were married that the law catch up with him as the wedding certificate was registered with Canadian Goverment.
Did he do it? I'm not sure if the person I knew would or not....
So Bobby James, I miss you still...
On July1st 2015 Canada Day will once again be celebrated in Yarmouth, Nova Scotia.
I’ll be in Canada in Nova Scotia, waving around a maple leaf with a bunch of other Nova Star workers at the Yarmouth Ferry Terminal (and a fellow Americans) saying hello to those who venture both sides of the border to see your wonderful country. The Nova Scotia province will celebrate flags, fire-works, cake and music festivals of all kinds! The Nova Star ferry has planned a celebration for travellers to show appreciation to our south of the border friends.
As a birthday tribute, here are a few things I love about my home country
1) Canadians really are friendly and fun. That’s not just a stereotype, it’s actually true. Canadians are more polite, more laid back, easier to get along with, and they almost never sue anyone. Atlantic Canada, where I’m from, can be compared to the American south for its hospitality.
2) It’s gorgeous. There’s a lot of land up here! That’s because the entire population of Canada is about equal to the entire population of California. So when you’re looking for unspoiled nature and you can’t get to Alaska, try coming up here.
3) The French. Acadians and Quebec's alike they bring culture. The pockets of French communities throughout the Maritimes and Canada give it character and flair.
4) Poutine. Speaking of the French, have you tried poutine? French fries golden smothered with gravy and mossa cheese, yummy.
5) The Newfoundlanders- My ancestors in my family tree...coming to NS in the early 1900's. If you want to meet the kindest, funniest, and most talented people in North America, travel to the island of Newfoundland. If you have lots of time on your hands go in the winter and you may get stuck there drinking beer and listening to local stories at a village pub for months.
6) It’s clean. Almost everyone I know who’s traveled to Canada says, “I can’t believe how clean it is!” This is because no one litters here. Throwing a wrapper out a window or dropping trash on the ground is akin to frowned upon. Not cool, and not done. And while there may be far more important issues to be so uptight about, it does make for a clean enviroment.
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On my last day of High School, I was blessed with a scholarship to NSCC. I arrived to their office full of excitement and good intention to meet with Mr Avis, the councller there. He had looked over my marks to see what classes I would be best suited for. He suggested a mechanical trade and asked me to join his elite group of understudies for a surveillance course, on the sly...I said yes and the rest is history...to those who NO... a puny : )
At my ' graduatiojn' he asked me what I most wanted to be. I told him I was already in contract with God, he laughed, knowing my past, and agreed destiny would allow many adventures. After years now working as a officer with the Justice system, I'm thankful I lived in a country who believes. Not only in the multi-culture people here but that there is a Divine Creation to have faith in.
Outside the country has become alive with trees budding out , flowers blooming and other creature bring their young into a new world. My walks are filled with wild birds busily making nests and calling mates to help. The deer have their young out browsing with them every morning in the dawning of the day. Inside my home I've been enjoying the house plants for days, waiting to get back to work. I noticed they respond to the weather just like wild plants in the woods/fields. This one is opening up after a rather wet few days here in the country. The green Goddess decided to make a appearance for me among the leaves, to remind me that no matter where we are, we are loved and cared for just like the wild beings of our earth. Loving the golden crown ♥
I was on a woods walk along the Digby/Yarmouth line the other day and come upon a large ridge of exposed white/ mauve crystal boulders about 200 feet from north to south exposed to the sun. It was beautiful to see in the natural sun light. The area is a well known geologist site for amethyst , clear quartz and beryl because of ancient volcanic activity in the area. Even amethyest sand appears in the local lakes. My walk to the local spring for a jug of water was lovely with lots of wild life in the wood. Deer, partridge, porcupine, raccoons and wild cats not to mention the hundreds of song birds now build their nests to raise young. The ridge runs from upper Corberrie, Digby county to Hardscratch Rd in Yarmouth and is exposed in many places along the way. LINK- Crystal Ridge
