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Tossing Pebbles in the Stream

This blog is my place to sit and toss pebbles into the stream. The stream of Life relentlessly passing before us. We can affect it little. For the most part I just watch it passing and follow the flow. Occasionally, I need to comment on its passing, tossing a pebble at it to enjoy the ripple affect upon Life's surface.

Sunday, November 09, 2008

Get Up. Get Out, Get Going

In spite of a run of lovely weather I find it hard to get up and going these mornings.
My aches and pains, mainly in my knees, slow me up and tire me out. Also, I am often forced to get up and go outside with the dog in the middle of the night. This begins with Heidi sticking her face in mine and being quietly persistent until I struggle.

Our brief, mid-night crawling is refreshing with some moments to enjoy the starry heaven on these clear and cool nights. But. . . .

I am quick to crawl under the comforter when I return and resume my sleep without missing a
Zzzzzzzz.






















This is a poster which hangs above my bed. I was given to me by a dear American friend who used to regularly visit me her, as I did her in Jamestown, New York. She thought it reminded her of me. I guess she saw me as a curmudgeonly bearded guy always seeking to teach some young child something. It was a time when children, most not mine, played a big part in my life. Where have those years gone. Now it is animals that demand and get my attention.



















"Turn the light off! It is too early to get up."

It seems Heidi is reluctant to get up this morning. Last night, not once, but twice, she got me up for a trip outside. I don't feel all that well rested this morning so she can get up and suffer along with me. While I set a fire in the woodstove and get a coffee, she just moves from sleeping on the bed to napping on the couch. Oh! for a dog's life!

























Heidi is looking in my laundry basket for her pet kittens, which she enjoys. The mother cat is not so sure Heidi should be so close. (Click on the photo to see the cats distress)



The task today. Split some more wood. I am still behind in this chore. While my knees are not so good my wood spitting muscles are still good. To tell the truth, spitting wood is more skill than strength. I consider it a form of meditation, the Zen of woodspitting, in the spirit of the Christian mystic, Evelyn Underhill who wrote, "Work is a form of Prayer." Posted by Picasa

9 Comments:

At 7:47 a.m., Blogger Anvilcloud said...

I really like dogs but when I see people having to walk them at all times of the day and night in all sorts of weather, I'm just as glad not to have one.

 
At 8:12 a.m., Blogger Peggy said...

Heidi looks like I feel. Give me a little more time to sleep. LOL

 
At 9:21 a.m., Blogger KGMom said...

Ah, Philip--Heidi seems to have your number. Sounds most familiar--our dog rousts us (actually my husband) early and then goes right back to sleep!
As for mama cat, wow! Ears laid back, eyes ablaze! Does that deter Heidi?

 
At 11:07 a.m., Blogger Mary said...

Philip,

I'm sorry you are having aches and pains. As we grow older, we find that our bodies just do not work as well as they once did. My knees are also a source of pain for me, so I know how you feel. Take it easy.

I have split my share of wood over the years, though I don't know if I could do it today. It's been a lot of years, but yes, work is good for the soul.

Sorry it's been a while since I've been to visit. Life gets in the way, but I wanted to check to see how you were doing.

Blessings,
Mary

 
At 11:21 a.m., Blogger possum said...

I sure do understand the aches and pains! Each day that I am able to get up and actually DO something is a GOOD day!
I love the picture of Mama cat! I guess she will get used to Heidi in time - but I would say Heidi is a brave critter to stick her nose that close! Maybe she was making sure there were no little piggies in there!
As for getting up in the night - that is why I love cats and litterboxes!

 
At 4:24 p.m., Anonymous Anonymous said...

The cat sure looks a bit startled! :o)
I love seeing Heidi, she is such a character. That poster is lovely and I thik your friends fondness is apparent. How lovely to be compared to such a cuddly, loveable beardy chap! :o)
Take it easy Philip and nudge that big hound out of the way so you can get some rest.
My dads dog sits on my dads head in bed when she wants to go out... I know what I would do but my dad is like you, he gets up and goes out! :o)

 
At 4:29 p.m., Blogger Janet said...

Mama cat looks like my Ophelia. The Mountain Man split a bunch of wood yesterday. At least I thought it was a bunch until I saw yours.
Cold weather is hard on joints. We don't have to get up with dogs anymore, but we do have to get up with kids. At least kids don't have to go outside!
The Queen is admiring the pictures of Heidi and the kitties and wants to know when we can come visit you. She said you looked like Santa Claus. High praise coming from her.

 
At 3:27 a.m., Blogger amelia said...

It's 3.25am and I just got up for the second time to let the dogs out and this time I'm staying up!!!

I know how you feel and I sympathise..

 
At 6:59 p.m., Blogger amelia said...

You need to get to a specialist. Do you have a doc up here? I went to the walk in clinic in North Bay and finally got a referral.

 

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