mahna mahna :)

cracks me up every time  :)

{side~note: pause music from my playlist to hear the full effects of the 'Mahna Mahna' video!  right hand side, little ways down...}

mark 12:31

getting to know neighbours in this city, as it is in any largely populated area, is challenging.  seems funny really; or perhaps it the country girl coming out in me.  if you grew up on a farm or had the opportunity to visit a rural community, you quickly know everyone within miles; the names of not only the neighbours, but what they drive, their pets names, when their birthdays or anniversary are.  always waving to one-another while meeting them on the road, or never being afraid to call and ask if they have seen your horses or cows {when they happen to get out} or walk to the nearest house to get a tractor to pull your vehicle out of the ditch :)

here in the city it is a little different mentality when it comes to getting to know the neighbour.  getting our own house has made me realize how i took for-granted how easy it was to get to know neighbours in a country setting compared to here in the city.  seems that there is not a lot of Mr. Wilson moments {from the tv show home improvement}, or not too many waves are returned {more confused looks than returning a simple wave}.  so i was forced to keep up what i had been taught: treat your neighbour as you would want to be treated.   when dividing plants, offer to those who seem interested or in the fall when our garden surprises us with more veggies than we can handle, to offer them to our neighbours here in the city {who appreciate more than words can say} or when it snows {as it has this winter especially!}, to shovel our neighbours walk ways and back ally. (to name a few things)  

by 'loving your neighbour as yourself' the rewards are amazing.  i have gained many good friends and love the feeling that i know my little community that immediately surround our home.  which is rare in a city, as odd as that sounds...  i really do enjoy having a conversation with a neighbour when walking farley, or having a community of eyes watching our property when we are gone or at home, who feel comfortable enough to drop in a say if they seen something that seemed out of the ordinary.  

this morning, a neighbour felt so very happy to have us as a neighbour, we were presented with a gift of appreciation.  i accepted the gift, saying that we really did not do the things we do to be rewarded, we simply do it out of love for our neighbourhood.  our neighbour continue to say something that made me fuzzy on the inside, how greatly appreciated are all the things that we have done and continue to do, but how the things we do in our little community are appreciated.  

our gift :)

on another note:

having a blast in the snow, as much as our city will regret getting all this white stuff when it starts to melt...  

oh, yea...  while i have your attention, please do check out my PrOjEcT 365, 
a new photo for every new day.

:)

..words past spoken..

find myself reading a lot, actually tons.  love it, as i always have.  i can remember picking up certain books and finishing them the same evening.  or how some books you purposly read slowly; they seem to pull you into being a part of the amazing world that your imagination had created while reading.  how you seemed to know the characters as they are your close friends.  i do love to read!


came across this piece, made me smile and ponder awhile, enjoy!

If a dead man is raised to life, all men spring up in astonishment.  Yet every day one that has no being is born, and no man wonders, though it is plain to all, without doubt, that it is a greater thing for that to be created which was without being than for that which had being to be restored.  Because the dry rod of Aaron budded, all men were in astonishment; every day a tree is produced from the dry earth...and no man wonders....  Five thousand men were filled with five loaves;...every day the grains of seed that are sown are multiplied in a fullness of ears, and no man wonders.  All...wondered to see water once turned into wine.  Every day the earth's moisture, being drawn into the root of the vine, is turned by the grape into wine, and no man wonders.  Full of wonder then are all the thins which men never think to wonder at, because...they are by habit become dull to the consideration of them.

~ Pope Gregory the Great (540-604)

thanks for popping in, muchly appreciated .

since you are here, swing by my project 365, perhaps leave a comment or two!

:)

..all good things must come to an end..

hard to believe that our amazing vacation has come to its final days...  feels like we are leaving our 2nd home, thanks to all the turners for making us feel at home!  seems like we just got here and yet we have stayed for a wedding, christmas and new years.  time really does fly when you are having fun! now it is time to pack up and mentally prepare ourselves for freezing temperatures.  :(  

well, actually am getting excited to see our shaggy dog, crazy cat, and to catch a wave, i mean hit the slopes on our boards, that is snow boards...

time for me to get all my daily photos/365 project online ~ super excited to get those posted!!   excited in general to get editing with cs5 and new bamboo pen & touch :)  

thanks to my fab hubby  ;)

hope this finds everyone in good spirits and health!  Sending best wishes for 2011, 

drop by soon to check out some amazing pictures from the rainbow state.

:)