More art done by my daughter. Mixed media.. Dolphin Dreaming.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
White Ravens
This is really cool these are beautiful White Ravens! Something very special about these amazing birds.
Not my story.. the link for it is here. :)
http://www.visitparksvillequalicumbeach.com/cms.asp?wpID=333&blgID=62&Display=item&blgmediatypID=1&msgpolldone=results&pollID=19
Two white ravens hatched this year near Qualicum Beach's Ravensong Aquatic Center and are a startling and delightful sight in the dark green woods.
Ravens are fun to watch, with their playful and intelligent antics and big vocabulary. They out perform the Snowbirds with their courtship acrobatic flights doing barrel rolls and half rolls etc.
They perform as well as monkeys on some intelligence tests and can count to seven. I've watched ravens slide down the snow on their bellies and pull the tails of eagles and wolves. The latter is part game and part food stealing trick. When the bigger animal or bird whirls around the other ravens dart in and grab food. They've also done this to my dog. One raven I was well aquainted with took someone's car keys from the beach and flew over a lake just to see people get excited and jump up and down. Then he returned to the same spot and returned the keys.
There are some legends about the white raven from Haida story tellers. In one, all ravens were white until one stole the sun, moon, stars, water and fire and released them on the earth. In the process his feathers got sooty and singed and have stayed that way.
Here are a couple of the legends:http://www.civilization.ca/aborig/reid/reid14e.html
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Raven_(mythology)
Patrick Walshe is the owner/operator of Coastal Revelations Nature & Heritage Tours
Photos courtesy Mike Yip - VancouverIslandBirds.com
Not my story.. the link for it is here. :)
http://www.visitparksvillequalicumbeach.com/cms.asp?wpID=333&blgID=62&Display=item&blgmediatypID=1&msgpolldone=results&pollID=19
Two white ravens hatched this year near Qualicum Beach's Ravensong Aquatic Center and are a startling and delightful sight in the dark green woods.
Ravens are fun to watch, with their playful and intelligent antics and big vocabulary. They out perform the Snowbirds with their courtship acrobatic flights doing barrel rolls and half rolls etc.
They perform as well as monkeys on some intelligence tests and can count to seven. I've watched ravens slide down the snow on their bellies and pull the tails of eagles and wolves. The latter is part game and part food stealing trick. When the bigger animal or bird whirls around the other ravens dart in and grab food. They've also done this to my dog. One raven I was well aquainted with took someone's car keys from the beach and flew over a lake just to see people get excited and jump up and down. Then he returned to the same spot and returned the keys.
There are some legends about the white raven from Haida story tellers. In one, all ravens were white until one stole the sun, moon, stars, water and fire and released them on the earth. In the process his feathers got sooty and singed and have stayed that way.
Here are a couple of the legends:http://www.civilization.ca/aborig/reid/reid14e.html
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Raven_(mythology)
Patrick Walshe is the owner/operator of Coastal Revelations Nature & Heritage Tours
Photos courtesy Mike Yip - VancouverIslandBirds.com
Some video!
http://cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/player/popup/index.php?cl=8324965
Cool stuff! :D We might have to take a trip out that way and see if we can see these lovely birds ourselves! :D
Peace!
Tammy
Peace!
Tammy
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
What did you do today that reminded you of your Divinity?
Who made the swan, and the black bear? Who made the grasshopper? This grasshopper, I mean--the one who has flung herself out of the grass, the one who is eating sugar out of my hand, who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down, who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes. Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face. Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don't know exactly what a prayer is. I do know how to pay attention, how to fall downinto the grass, how to kneel down in the grass, how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields, which is what I have been doing all day. Tell me, what else should I have done? Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon? Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?
I don't know exactly what a prayer is. I do know how to pay attention, how to fall downinto the grass, how to kneel down in the grass, how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields, which is what I have been doing all day. Tell me, what else should I have done? Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon? Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?
~ Mary Oliver ~
Spread the Love folks! :D
Peace,
Tammy
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
A Beautiful Day
We went on vacation for a few days over Father's Day. We accomplished alot in a short amount of time! I thought that this heart shaped cloud was a sign of the fun times again. :)
A beautiful thing happened over the weekend while on vacation. I was visiting an amazing Lavender Farm with a very dear friend who I am so happy to have spent time with.
This is my dear friend in her element. (Notice no digital camera here.. nope.. you know those die hard artist types.. yep.. ;D --->
While calling/chasing/teaching/playing with our little ones around the lavender passed a lovely group of women relaxing in the sun at the farm. Just enjoying the moment and sites and smells.. and their own company. A lovely smile from them all, a light joke and a wave and on we go not thinking anymore of it.
While packing our little ones in all set to head off for our picnic, I noticed a beautiful bright colourful belt on one of the ladies heading to her car and mentioned that I liked their belt. She promptly came to the other side of our vehicle.. called my name (we can't quite figure out how she knew it).. and took off her belt and offered it to me! I was a little stunned! And, more then a little humbled and grateful! She was sure she wanted me to have it and said her name was Cecelia and she is from Mexico as the belt is as well. I quickly felt the call to gift her back with something of meaning myself and offered her an anklet I had made. I noticed that she was as touched as I and it was quite a special moment to share linked in this way with a complete stranger from another part of the world so different from our own little space in life. An odd feeling that I have trouble describing. A reminder of how we are all connected. As different as we all are, we are also all deeply connected. We are all one experiencing this life together. Sharing, caring, loving.
This belt and this beautiful ladies kindness and generosity is something that I will forever hold dear to me. It's not just a belt.. it's a symbol of the light and the good in this world.
It's a symbol of Inner Peace. World Peace. Unity. Love.
I came home feeling refreshed, recharged, optimistic and with a deep knowing that there are wonderful and truly caring people in this world. I deep knowing this is world is a lovely place to be a part of. I'm grateful for the opportunity to be here. To live and to learn and to laugh together. You might say.. my Root Chakra got a tune up. ;)
Spread the Love folks!
Peace,
Tammy
Thursday, June 5, 2008
My Mom!
I must confess that I am not the worlds most picky house cleaner. I love a clean house but I tend to be a little lax in this department. I'm not really sure what it is but I know I could do better.
I grew up in a home where everything was always spotless! As a mom myself, I'm not sure I know even now how she did it. There were some mornings that I would wake for school and the smell of fresh oven baked bread would greet me and my tummy would rumble for the taste of melted peanut butter on my warm white bread. At the same time, the bathroom would be scrubbed fresh and clean and the dishes were nowhere to be seen. My Mom was also the kind of person that thought a dishwasher was a waste of time.
My Mom loved to clean! There were days that I would be coming home from school and I would hear the music from 4 houses down blasting Proud Mary or ABBA or Pink Floyd from the stereo and I would sit and tell her all about my day with who said what to who and just what I thought about the darned situation! She would cook dinner as I talked and I would often wash up the pots and pans while she pulled the roast and Yorkshire pudding out of the oven right on time for Dad to come home and mention how great the house looked and how awesome it was to come home to a warm dinner. There was one day I remember when he came home and that day Mom had 'only' cooked hotdogs. Probably had a migraine that day but even those didn't stop her completely! When my Mom cooked hotdogs however she didn't miss a beat. The table was chalk full of a smorgasbord of every fixin you could ask for! My Dad must have had a bad day at work because I remember him grumbling about it.. LOL I also remember thinking what on earth was he grumbling about because my eyes were as bigs as saucers thinking just how amazing my Mom was! Now I know he was just plain spoiled rotten! lol
My Mom's way of bonding with me is waking me up at 7am on a Saturday morning to clean. Blasting music and bucket and cloth and away we went.. walls, baseboards, molding.. underneath the taps must not be forgotten because those little elves that sneak in at night to p a r t y can see under there you know! lol Okay.. away she went while I just made faces and whined about what a tough life I had. lol
I'm crazy about my Mom. She is my inspiration and one of the greatest teachers I could ever have in this life. I'm sure she's an Angel. I'm sure of it. If any of you have read Doreen Virtues Earth Angel book... you have my Mom described to a tea. She'll skip right over this part too if she reads this blog because I'll be getting too 'deep' for her. ;) lol But, if she does she'll miss me saying I Love You Mom.
See more of my beautiful Mom if you like! :D http://www.tagged.com/sassy2008
This is all for now.
Spread the Love folks.
Peace!Tammy
I grew up in a home where everything was always spotless! As a mom myself, I'm not sure I know even now how she did it. There were some mornings that I would wake for school and the smell of fresh oven baked bread would greet me and my tummy would rumble for the taste of melted peanut butter on my warm white bread. At the same time, the bathroom would be scrubbed fresh and clean and the dishes were nowhere to be seen. My Mom was also the kind of person that thought a dishwasher was a waste of time.
My Mom loved to clean! There were days that I would be coming home from school and I would hear the music from 4 houses down blasting Proud Mary or ABBA or Pink Floyd from the stereo and I would sit and tell her all about my day with who said what to who and just what I thought about the darned situation! She would cook dinner as I talked and I would often wash up the pots and pans while she pulled the roast and Yorkshire pudding out of the oven right on time for Dad to come home and mention how great the house looked and how awesome it was to come home to a warm dinner. There was one day I remember when he came home and that day Mom had 'only' cooked hotdogs. Probably had a migraine that day but even those didn't stop her completely! When my Mom cooked hotdogs however she didn't miss a beat. The table was chalk full of a smorgasbord of every fixin you could ask for! My Dad must have had a bad day at work because I remember him grumbling about it.. LOL I also remember thinking what on earth was he grumbling about because my eyes were as bigs as saucers thinking just how amazing my Mom was! Now I know he was just plain spoiled rotten! lol
My Mom's way of bonding with me is waking me up at 7am on a Saturday morning to clean. Blasting music and bucket and cloth and away we went.. walls, baseboards, molding.. underneath the taps must not be forgotten because those little elves that sneak in at night to p a r t y can see under there you know! lol Okay.. away she went while I just made faces and whined about what a tough life I had. lol
I'm crazy about my Mom. She is my inspiration and one of the greatest teachers I could ever have in this life. I'm sure she's an Angel. I'm sure of it. If any of you have read Doreen Virtues Earth Angel book... you have my Mom described to a tea. She'll skip right over this part too if she reads this blog because I'll be getting too 'deep' for her. ;) lol But, if she does she'll miss me saying I Love You Mom.
See more of my beautiful Mom if you like! :D http://www.tagged.com/sassy2008
This is all for now.
Spread the Love folks.
Peace!Tammy
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
I'm in a new treasury! Etsy has a Peace Prayer Team. Each time a prayer is purchased we all stop what we are doing for a moment and pray for World Peace!
Thank you Connie from http://colorwoman.etsy.com!
Spread the Love!
Peace!
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Our friendly Deer
We have a friendly deer that has been coming for a visit over the last 2 years! When we first saw her, she still had her fading baby spots on her. She stops by and sniffs around, peeks in our windows and studies the deck. She nibbles on the blueberries in the back and seems to really enjoy the raspberries leaves. Last year Toe Matar and her met each other for the first time and this morning both of our kitties were out for a sniff in the yard when she stopped in for another visit. At this point she has become so comfortable with us that I am able to get quite close with the camera. There are days when my husband and I are in stitches laughing so hard as she gets pretty happy and will bound full speed through our yard, to our neighbors yard, back to the forest and around the circle again.. she will sometimes do this for a good half hour at a time!
These pictures were taken with only a tiny bit of zoom at times and other times no zoom at all. She's quite special to us and we're pretty grateful we are able to share our space with hers.
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