Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Enchanted Movie

Last Wednesday, I lied to you. I told you that Under the Tuscan Sun was the first movie that made me want to visit Italy. It wasn't. I didn't remember that I was lying to you until I found Enchanted April on Netflix and watched it again in the intervening days. I loved it more this time than I did in 1991. It's odd, too, because Enchanted April is listed in my profile as one of my favorite movies. That's because I have thought about its themes often through the years.
~The changes in Rose (and all the women) are quite remarkable~

The premise is that four women rent a small castle (San Salvatore) in Italy and, leaving husbands and responsibilities behind for a month, begin a process of delicious discovery and healing (physical and emotional). Interesting to note that Salvatore means Savior. As I said, I've thought about this movie many times through the years in terms of stinginess and generosity of spirit, mostly my own. Yes, it's on Netflix now.


For those who wanted to see what was in the gift shop...sorry...didn't take photos inside. It's a sweet little shop using a part of the main home — the dining room with built-in china cupboard surrounds, the parlor, and a small former bedroom. 

My sister purchased a dish, a tea towel, and some other little things that I don't recall; I bought a card. 

We did see these things outside for sale.

The bluebird would provide a bright spot in the garden.

They were selling succulents in hollowed out stones (not shown) for a price . I would have liked one if I were in the chips. ☺

They had lots of darling garden statuary, also for a price. 

So that's my offering for Wednesday... Have you seen Enchanted April? How long ago? Perhaps it's time to put it in the queue.
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Tuesday, July 22, 2014

An Adventure

My sister and I have been on a few adventures through the years searching for the relatives. These usually involved day trips that took us to Moncton, New Brunswick, Hopewell Cape, NB or Gloucester, Massachusetts. We would have more questions at the end of the day than when we started. This has been going on all our adult lives.

Yesterday, my sister contacted me to say that she had the day off...what did we want to do? She was quite surprised to learn that I had a plan involving yet another search for a relative that would take us just minutes down the road. Oh the irony!

Over the weekend, I had been looking online again for more information. (I am simply amazed at how 
often new information is added to the family files. Jill was right. Look often! [You may remember Jill's and my connection mentioned back in November.])
Would we find this four times great-grandfather of ours? We have yet to find his daughter, though we have found her son, our Nan's beloved grandpapa.

Past the lake and up the the road becomes a dirt road and still we forge on.

Our first glimpse. How odd to find a graveyard right in the middle of the woods.

I am grateful that Sis can get down and crawl around a bit. I sure can't.

Did we find him? We sure did and it adds another bit of closure. His time and ours on this earth are only separated by 75 years. I find that interesting to think about.

Then we went out to lunch, walked through the garden, shopped at the gift shop. It was a lovely day.

A good one to you...

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Monday, July 21, 2014

Simple and Sweet

In the shade of this old tree
In the summer of my dreams
By the tall grass, by the wild rose
Where the trees dance and the wind blows

As the days go oh so slowly
And the sun shines oh so holy
On the good and gracious green
In the summer of my dreams

By the banks of this old stream
In the summer of my dreams
By the deep pool where the fish wait
For the old fool with the wrong bait

There's a field of purple clover
There's a small cloud passing over
And then the rain comes washing clean
On the summer of my dreams
~from Summer of My Dreams
by David Mallett
A sweet song to honor a lovely summer day...

Enjoy yours!
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Sunday, July 20, 2014

More Light Less Heat

Anybody can become angry — that is easy, but to be angry with the right person and to the right degree and at the right time and for the right purpose, and in the right way — that is not within everybody's power and is not easy. ~Aristotle

Be ye angry, and sin not...

~Ephesians 4:26

Usually when people are sad, they don't do anything. They just cry over their condition. But when they get angry, they bring about a change. ~James Russell Lowell

And they came to Jerusalem: and Jesus went into the temple, and began to cast out them that sold and bought in the temple, and overthrew the tables of the moneychangers, and the seats of them that sold doves and would not allow anyone to carry merchandise through the temple courts. 
 ~Mark 11:15–16

My prayer? More light. Less heat.

A wonderful day and a blessed week to you!

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