Friday, August 27, 2010

I got my focus back...

...and then I lost it again.

But in the meantime, I was able to  hang onto it long enough to work with my sisters to put on a happy celebration for my parents' 50th anniversary.
Here's the complete Ivan Likkel clan...

Thankfully, a few years ago my dad built what he calls his "pavilion", a rustic picnic shelter made of materials salvaged from old buildings and decorated with various found objects and farm relics...just our style! It provided enough seating in the shade to accomodate our guests on a day that was beastly hot!
 Our wise caterer brought lots of extra punch ingredients, as cool fluids were the need of the day...but the food was delicious and plentiful too!
  For our guests entertainments, we had the Thunderbirds overhead, as well as the Snowbirds, and a few other fighter jets...We had no trouble booking them as they were going to the Abbotsford Air Show anyway...We aim to please, folks!
It was a wonderful day! So many came out to congratulate and celebrate...It made all of us feel special that they would come out on such an uncomfortable day just to see Mom & Dad. We were amazed that the neighbors from the early years came out, as well as a dear aunt who are all in their 90's. They didn't let the heat deter them...We were impressed!(and a little shamed too, I must confess!)

I can't go without saying that my mom's siblings came from far away too...Oh! It was so great to see them, and hug them, and have them here. We were also blessed to have 6 of our cousins come -- and one little grand-cousin (I made that up myself...) who we hadn't met yet. (They wouldn't let us keep him...)

After the party was over, we made dinner for the clan who remained...and reveled in the blessing of family, and enjoyed watching Mom & Dad's grandkids enjoy each others' company as they played bocce while the sun set.

What a wonderful, satisfying, exhausting day...We'll never forget it.

Friday, August 13, 2010

Dazed and confused...

After the relief of completing harvest, I usually spend a couple of weeks in this state. The Big Push ends abruptly, but the adrenaline, and the sense of obligation to work constantly, seem to subside more slowly.

I'm never quite sure what to do with myself, and I wish that this state of confusion ended with me waking from my stupor on a beach somewhere (no, not somewhere -- in HAWAII!) a book in my lap, and seven days to go on my vacation...A sweet dream...

In reality, I am physically and mentally ready to do NOTHING, and lots of it, but Guilt, my oft-time friend, will not allow it...

There's plenty going on for The Farmer! Busyness continues for him as he un-does one field, and builds up another...

He and his helpers have accomplished much...while I wander around and pick the beans...

I have to say that after only 2 pickings, I am very tired of eating beans...very tired...This leads to pondering the beauty of the supermarket and its invention.

I weed my little garden beds, and cut some flowers...


I decide to get my toenails painted...which seems kinda silly now...Why did I want to bring attention to my toes???


I mow the lawn, then spend the next couple of recovery hours reading, with my eyes open most of the time...


I head outside again, and wonder why I thought it would be good to plant red & yellow calibrachoa in the same pot...why, why, why...It looks weird...


All this useless activity when I should be working on this:

Mom and Dad's 50th Anniversary Celebration...Sunday...two days from now...
I'm in charge of the food, which is why I hired a caterer, but there is the little matter of a family dinner after the party...I think I still need to get some things from the grocery store...Hmmm...
My sisters are involved, so everything will turn out, and my parents will feel loved...
But I still need to shake off the stupor and focus, Leslie, focus!!

Friday, August 6, 2010

The Last Day...

Today is the last day of harvest, and the machines are working close to the house, so I am enjoying the humming drone of the engines. These machines move slowly, and now that it is the last day, it seems very peaceful and soothing.


It only seems that way because it is the last day. Otherwise, I hear in the drone of the engines an urgent, persistence as they march on picking, picking, picking...can't get behind...

Oh! It's a happy day, the last day of the season. The frantic uncertainty behind, we now know what we've got, and how it went, and it is what it is...mostly good!

Tomorrow I will be a little blue. My entertaining, hard-working, inventive, creative, persevering, comedic crew will go back to the rest of their lives, no more showing up on my deck each morning...no more lunchtime recountings of their antics in the field.  For the 5 weeks they are together, they forge a bond with each other. They become a team, and in my mind, they are my kids. I will miss them, and wonder what they are up to...I'll have to explain to Daisie that she'll be waiting in vain for them to show up...Her most wonderful time of the year is over.

But we'll adjust...we always do.

I predict that by Monday we shall be deliriously happy that harvest is done!

Make that Sunday...

Monday, August 2, 2010

Enjoying the beautiful flowers...

Things in my flowerbeds and pots have grown so well this year! (Unlike last year, when I really, really wanted them to so they would look good for the rehearsal dinner decor...and they pooped out early and often...But I'm not bitter...at least not much.)

I think the secret to my success is going to the gardening experts and asking: "Could you direct me to the section of the nursery where you keep the plants that thrive on neglect and inconsistency?" And then planting lots of them, and doing what I do best...inconsistency.

That was probably my problem last year...too much consistency, and the wrong kind of attention...

I've learned my lesson!

This year, I made sure I started with really good plants (shameless plug here for Vander Giessen Nursery!) and then I didn't do anything special.

Here's how they turned out:


Black-eyed Susans...

Campanula...

Hydrangea...


Alyssum, Geraniums, Bidens...

Joseph's Coat Rose...

Geraniums...

Kousa Dogwood Tree...

Perennial jumble...Campanula, Wallflower, Poppies...

My Mother's Day Basket....

And Celosia...Apparently the clown of the plant world,
this, when used as a centerpiece, will keep you humble.

About Me

Needing an outlet for various thoughts rattling in my head, I've created two blogs -- One about my real life (leslieisverbose.blogspot.com) and one where I can vent. (leslievents.blogspot.com)