Wendy's Longarm Quilting, Thunder Bay, Ontario

Spring!!!

My morning view from the picture window is looking more promising that spring is on its way!

This has been an extremely long winter, with more snow this spring than anyone can recall. We have had warmer weather which has meant full time work for the sump pump and careful monitoring of basements!

This weekend we took Liam to check out a close by river which is usually very low and easy to walk over as it leads to a swimming hole.

We had meant to get ice cream cones but we weren’t able to get what we wanted so Liam and Erik ended up with Shakes. These two guys share a true love of ice cream!

My Dad and Katie held a Mother’s Day brunch yesterday. Katie is not only creative with paint but also with food. Her crepes were such a treat mixing both sweet and savoury including one of my Dads specialties of smoked tenderloin!

Liam was so excited to have extra special gifts for his Mom.

We also had a good visit with Eriks Mom, she was thrilled that her gift from us was that Erik replaced her clothesline that had been struck down by a tree during one of our spring storms. Hanging laundry on the line is something she and I both love to do. She also had visits with all of her children.

Another Mother’s Day without my Mom. She really did love family and get togethers, her granddaughters and great grands were near and dear to her heart. Family is not always easy and as the years pass it teaches me as a Mother many things.

This was recently shared with me and in this season speaks loudly.

On Children

Kahlil Gibran – 1883-1931

And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, Speak to us of Children.
And he said:
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.

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