Award Time!

Award Time!

A big thank you to Kelley at Kelleysdiy for nominating me for the Liebster Award. Kelley posts about crafts, home decor, storage solutions, gardening, home improvement, and even has regular contests for readers. I find her posts full of great ideas.

What is the Liebster Award? The Liebster is an award that is given to bloggers by other bloggers. Liebster in German means sweetest, kindest, nicest, dearest, beloved, lovely, kind, pleasant, valued, cute, endearing, and welcoming.

The GUIDELINES for the Liebster Award are as follows:
1. Thank the person who nominated you
2. Display the award on your post
3. Answer the questions given to you
4. Nominate 5-11 other blogs for this award
5. Ask them creative and unique questions of your own
6. List the rules and inform your nominees of the award

Kelley’s Questions For Her Nominees:

1) What is your favourite color? My favourite is blue, though I really like some greens and purples too.  

2) Cats or Dogs? That’s a difficult one to answer. I like both. Each has attributes that make them lovable.

3) Which is your ideal place: Beach, Lake, Ocean, Forest and why? I can’t make up my mind. Forests have tons of things to explore with their abundance of trees, plants, birds, and animals. Lakes are beautiful when the water’s mirror calm, and it’s interesting to see what wildlife congregates there. Lake and ocean beaches are fun to explore too, as long as it’s not too hot. Stones, driftwood, and shells inspire the imagination.

4) Favorite Scary Movie? The sixth sense, though it wasn’t really that scary.

5) One Wish? I sound selfish if I wish for my whole family to be healthy, happy, and get along, so why not wish that for every family!

6) Dream Vacation? I’ve always thought a European river cruise would be nice, with stopovers long enough to see the sights along the way.

7) Saver or spender I’m a saver, though I’m not a miser, I just try to be a good steward with what I’ve been blessed.

8) Which season do you prefer?(Spring,Summer, Fall, Winter)? Spring, because let’s face it, the cold weather’s over when spring comes. I also love the colours of fall.

9) Where’s your happy place? Walking outdoors when the weather’s just right, in places  quiet enough for reflection, but with interesting sights to stir the imagination. 

10) Why did you start your blog? I started my blog during a period of depression. I decided to find and record sights and experiences that brought a smile into my day, inspired me, or caused me to feel gratitude. After the depression lessened, with the help of medication, I realized that blogging is a source of satisfaction, and the interactions with people around the world is an added bonus. I have learned so much from the writings and observations of other bloggers!

My nominees: if you have never been nominated for the Liebster Award, and long to publish an award post, please consider yourself nominated, and answer the same questions that are listed here, or let your readers get to know you by substituting some of your own. I think all bloggers should be recognized for their perseverance and creativity!

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Visions in the Waves

Visions in the Waves

The churning waves,

of secrets veiled,

with fleeting forms,

my mind assailed.

Illusions fade,

with each new surge.

The billows foam,

the waters merge.

An image perceived,

is quickly lost,

impermanent visions,

by currents tossed.

(C) Candice 2018

picture source: Pixabay.com

The Bluebird Cafe

The Bluebird Cafe

Regina Beach was a big part of my childhood, and of my family’s summers. The Bluebird Cafe was, and remains, one of the places there that will hold a special place in my heart. I remember balmy evenings, sitting on those concrete steps and watching tanned people of all ages walk up the hill from a day at the beach. I remember the red, round stools at the lunch counter that I liked to sit on and spin. I remember the hard wooden seats of the booths, and the warm breeze that blew through the screened windows in a futile attempt to cool the diner that had no air conditioning. I remember the enlarged black and white photographs of days gone by, that hang just below the ceiling, showing the modestly clothed sun bathers of the 1920s. I remember that the sign on the porch roof used to say BUTLER’S, and that the cafe had been owned by the Butler family for the first eighty or so years of its existence.

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This year the eatery is celebrating its 90th year of operation, and it hasn’t changed much in all that time. It still provides some of the best fish and chips you can get. I hope it lasts another 90 years.

In Memory of the Lost

In Memory of the Lost

I visited Regina Cemetery this summer — one of the oldest urban burial grounds in Saskatchewan, established in 1883. I have grandparents here; grandparents that I never met. This 40 acre cemetery has 29,000 grave sites that memorialize many lives, including those who died in the 1912 Regina tornado, the 1918 Spanish Influenza epidemic, the North West Rebellion, the Boer War, WW I, WW II, the Korean conflict, and the 1935 Regina Riot. Here lie prominent founding fathers, immigrants from over 31 countries, and paupers. The markers vary from the most elaborate, to the modestly humble. While walking the grounds, I was fascinated by the variety of monuments and the stories they told.

Broken headstones, both elaborate and plain.

Unique, and perhaps one of a kind.

Elaborate and beautiful.

Wooden crosses abound, and other wooden markers too.

Beautiful creations from metal.

Many of the Jewish faith are buried in a separate section. Unfortunately I can’t read the inscriptions. Many of these headstones were adorned with little tokens or pretty stones left by visitors to the cemetery. I found out that this is a tradition that goes back many years.

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Even a mausoleum can be found here.

And many, many children—a grim reminder of child mortality in bygone eras. The first burial in this graveyard was a two year old little boy. So sad, so sad.
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Yet, within the gates, there is life. I saw an abundance of birds, especially robins, that make this place their home, and rabbits that foraged and rested amongst the headstones. I was moved beyond words for some of the people and families represented here, and one inscription especially touched my heart:

“While on this earth I did remain,
I suffered much with grief and pain.
But thank the Lord, He thought it best,
He took me to His heavenly rest.”