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Prairie Christmas Past

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This isn’t a fashion blog or an advertisement for home and garden, if it were I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t make the short list.

Christmas on the prairies was warm, fuzzy and completely chaotic, (in a good way).

My sister and I would go to bed early to lessen the wait, and of course wake up before dawn so we could be the first ones under the tree. I remember something about having to wait for the rest of the family, so more than likely we made enough noise for this to happen.

I have memories,  surreal and silly; like the time my oldest sister thought it was a good idea to sample every chocolate in the box by poking her  finger nail in the bottom, then turning it over so no one noticed.

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Candy canes on the tree, angel hair ( I thought the name was stupid) and the old fashioned lights that got hot enough to burn the tree down.

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One Christmas my mom thought it would be cute if all three of us girls got matching sweaters.  It was probably ok at the time, I remember taking the end of one of the tassels and sticking it up my nose; even back then I had loads of class.

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Growing up on the prairies many of our gifts were ordered from the Eaton’s catalogue; we loved looking through the colorful pages, pretending to pick anything we wanted.

One Christmas I picked out a small Charlie Brown doll. He was my main man, I loved him, cartoons hung on my bedroom wall I had drawn.

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il_340x270-831336471_k7d7I remember being so devastated I pulled off her arms and legs and colored her face with crayons.

How could they think it would be ok?

There are certain icons you just don’t mess with.

Even as a kid I knew how mean and nasty she was and wanted nothing to do with her.

 

Cardboard and masking tape were my friend, I was always making something. Our house didn’t have a fireplace, so I made my own by covering a cardboard form with crepe paper that looked like brick.

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I remember being so proud of the job I had done, despite the size being no bigger than about  two and a half feet tall.

Dreaming was always a way of creating.

 

 

 

When we turned ten we got a watch for Christmas.

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I still have it

Then there was the year my sister and I got radios…matching radios. I still remember that morning, tired and bleary-eyed, wow.

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Whatever your memories, pick a good one.

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P.S

I sewed the ugly purple/white stripped house coat

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Daily Prompt: Earworm Birthday

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Write whatever you normally write about, and weave in a book quote, film quote, or song lyric that’s been sticking with you this week.

Photographers, artists, poets: show us INSPIRATION.

Last Sunday we traveled to Victoria for my mother in-laws birthday, she is 93 today. I took photos of the event and captured her family having fun, being grateful they have their mum for one more year. She is a true inspiration, and we love her for it.

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Ruth the movie star.

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Yeah cake!

We had a really nice time, a lot of laughing, the sun was shining, a great day.

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Daily Prompt: The Artist’s Eye

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Is there a painting or sculpture you’re drawn to? What does it say to you? Describe the experience. (Or, if art doesn’t speak to you, tell us why. Photographers, artists, poets: show us ART.

This is one of my all time favorite pieces, it’s called ” Catastrophe”, by George Rammell.

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This piece just screams togetherness in the most bizarre way. It was created in 1976, his first large sculptural project after graduating from art school.

What makes this even sweeter is that George Rammell is a BC artist, I had the good fortune to take a weekend, rock carving workshop with him back in the eighties.

His work continues to inspire and intrigue me.

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Daily Prompt: HaHaHa, Funny Old Guy

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Tell us a joke! Knock-knock joke, long story with an unexpected punch line, great zinger — all jokes are welcome!

Well I guess I’m breaking the law again because this isn’t really a joke, but rather a funny episode from my childhood. I still think about it, and it still makes me smile, so that gives it some merit.

My grandfather used to spend a fair bit of time at our home, he farmed close by, so would stay with us from time to time. Over the years we would grow to appreciate his wicked sense of humor, ( all in good fun ), and his loud, booming voice.

Many moons ago, when my older brother and sister were toddlers, he figured he would pull off the mother lode of pranks.

I get this information from my mom, who still remembers it. I think my grandfather had a more zany sense of humor than her, perhaps I take after him. :0)

It was Easter morning, very early before my brother and sister awoke. Grandpa went to the root-cellar scrounging around until he found two potatoes which closely resembled the size of an egg. He melted chocolate and covered them, all the while giggling to himself.

Later in the morning when my siblings were awake, this funny old man offered the chocolate eggs to the excited little kids, and watched with great joy as they bit into the chocolate covered vegetables.

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This story has gone down in our family history, I have many fond memories of this strong, old man. His humor and tenacity are things I still think about, and admire.

He loved a good joke, even if it involved tying our closes in knots so we couldn’t get dressed in the morning. :0)

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Daily Prompt: Musical Journey

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What role does music play in your life?

Music is such a powerful tool, it evokes images, feelings, and emotions of all types. People listen  for many reasons; some to block out the world around them, others simply wish to be entertained by the melody.

Being a visual person allows me to  draw creative energy from listening to it, I have a wide range of tunes I enjoy.  My dad played the violin and my sister the piano, it gave me an early appreciation both instruments. When I listen, it inspires me to write, and I feel encouraged to work on my many art projects. Images flow through my mind and the story unfolds.

I am particularly fond of movie soundtracks, they help to draw out the emotions, and add substance to my work. “Schindler’s List” is one I listen to from time to time, the music is hauntingly beautiful, the story one of desperation and courage.

 

Or I may be working on something lighter, and listen to the music from “Up”

 

 

My choices are diverse, I’m full of surprises. :0) Have a great day everyone.