VJ’s Weekly Challenge #111: stuff happens

“Just hang in till after the move,” I kept pleading with my body. Unrealistic in hindsight. Six o’clock, the morning before the move, I wake Ric with a request to drive me to the hospital. Turns out you can’t just pack chronic illness in a box and unpack it when convenient.

While they pumped fluids into me and awaited the results of testing, Ric decided to carry on with his to do list, pushing his own limits. He ended up in ER too. Guess it was a two-for-one day. Or a three-for week, as our son, who came to help us, ending up needing stitches when the heavy base he was carrying jumped back and punched him.

Stuff happens.

I read once (think it was Caroline Myss) that obstacles are the universe’s way of letting you know you are on the right track. We carry on; he with a broken foot and me fuelled by antibiotics. Guess this is the right path!

Oh, and did I mention, I am scheduled for surgery next week (minor), and he is booked for a total knee reconstruct at the end of the month?


Stuff happens to all of us. Let’s let that be the focus this week: not how rotten life can be, but how despite the bad, we pick ourselves up and keep going. You know: the everyday miracles.

To participate, publish a post on your site and then dropped a link below. All are welcome. Look forward to your responses.

Eau de Fresh Paint

It’s day three at the new abode and I’m sipping my first home brewed cup of tea while sunlight streams through the uncovered windowpanes. Body has put the brakes on, so its a good day to catch up on all things social media.

Lovely to see the sun; it has been overcast and stormy up until now. Day one of the move, a major storm system blew in midday knocking out the hydro. Too dark to safely continue, we had to halt the proceedings. The next two days also brought rain and finally, a break in the intense heat.

The scent of fall is on the air this morning – a reminder that the long winter ahead will give us plenty of time to settle in. Our kids descended en masse yesterday, ensuring that all the essentials are in place, so we are good.

So much to share about our home, but that will have to come later. As you can see, the dogs are happily discovering their new hunting ground.

In the meantime, I wish to extend a warm thanks to all who have continued to post and contribute to my weekly challenge. Sorry I was unable to return a quick response.

Hope, I Write Her
Seasonal Epiphany! radhikasreflections
Dolly Parton is here! Heart to Heart
Off track, Eugi’s Causerie II
Scent from the Past, Stuff and what if…
Scent of the Earth, Sgeoil

See you tomorrow for a new challenge!

VJ’s Weekly Challenge #110 – smell

“How long do you boil the corn?”

“I don’t know.”

“What do you mean, you don’t know?”

“It’s done when it smells right.”

This is why I can never replicate a recipe. I literally follow my nose.

What is your relationship to smell? (Don’t tell me you didn’t know this was coming, lol.)

Look forward to reading your responses. Just create a post and link back here. All welcome.

Currently an Eyesore

The boxes are piling up here. At the new house, the painters have been working diligently. Two rooms are completed and currently all the kitchen doors are off and strewn across scaffolding. The remaining walls are speckled with repair patches.

Both houses are a sight. I try to close my eyes for sleep but the endless to do list runs through my mind. In five days the move happens.

Your posts this week, focused on the visual, have kept me going: some evoking smiles, some tears, others a pause.

Please visit those you missed:

To the One In Sky, Blog of Hammad Rais
At the falls!, Heart to Heart
Dream Board, I Write Her
The Highlights of Life, Eugi’s Causerie II
Sights of Sunlight and Night, Hearing the Mermaids Sing
Gift, paeansunplugged
Birth of Dawn, radhikasreflection
An All Too Brief Pandemic Pause, one letter UP
When the Moonlight Fades, Sgeoil
What a Sight! Stuff and what if…
Off The Rails, parallax

Thanks all! See you tomorrow for a new challenge!

VJ’s Weekly Challenge #109: What a Sight!

Needing a break from moving house, I took my camera and drove along the river road looking for birds. Always hoping for that one shot to brag about later.

The river seldom disappoints. A family of wild turkeys crossing the road welcomed me. Ripples in the calm water revealed a female merganser – a thrill as they have been gone for a while. A Cedar Waxwing, serenading the setting sun, glowed in my camera’s site.

And then, the moment every photographer lives for…that rare and incredible sight…

…a rare and unusual bird indeed.


This week I’m asking that we focus on the visual. Photography is more than welcome. Look forward to your responses.

Not My Taste

Relax. I’m not into beef or grass. Keep chewing.

Our weekly focus was taste. I’m ashamed to say we’ve been eating terribly all week – convenience over taste. One of the downsides of packing for moving.

Fortunately, the rest of you have been as creative and inspiring as always. Thanks to all who participated:

Trippin’, I Write Her
Hiccups, Eugi’s Causerie II
Sharing Thoughts
The “T” Party!, radhikasreflection
The gourmet food I want to try next…, Heart to Heart
Exquisite, parallax
Berry Transformation, Stuff and what if…
Bittersweet, paeansunplugged
Shopping List, Sgeoil

Featured photo from personal collection. See you tomorrow for a new challenge!

VJ’s Weekly Challenge #108: taste

Cornish pasties, the ones my father used to make when I was a child, were the one thing I craved while carrying my first child. Something in the taste of ground beef, sliced potato, and onion, wrapped in a flaky crust and seasoned just right, called to me.

Except my father had long since misplaced the recipe, and so he tried satisfying me with mass produced versions sold through Marks and Spencers, and when that didn’t work, he tried his hand at recreating the original from memory.

Nothing came close to my recall of blowing on piping hot pie fresh from the oven, and the satisfaction of that first hearty bite.

Funny that, as I never really like my father’s cooking. So why that particular dish, and why then?

Taste is the focus this week. As you might have guessed, I am tugging at our sensory experience with these current challenges, although the word ‘taste’ has other connotations.

Look forward to your responses. Anyone can join in, and all forms of creativity are welcome.

Best Listener

The art of listening, best taught by the family pooch –
ears attuned to nuances, carefully weed through
human gibberish for words that resonate:
treat, dinner, walk, cuddles…

Those eyes challenge, invite compassion
convey a depth beyond understanding
and when tone turns impatient,
little paws retreat, as if words are blows.

If only I could learn to listen,
hear the workings of your mind
inquisitive, compelling – imagine
the wisdom you would offer.


This week we have focused on the role of listening. Please take a moment to catch up on any posts you might have missed.

Just Trust Me, Blog of Hammad Rais
Life on my patio…, Heart to Heart
Little Rascal, I Write Her
Night Moves, Eugi’s Causerie II
Identity!, radhikasreflection
Connection, parallax
Listening, The Curtain Call
To listen or not to listen, one letter UP
Help, paeansunplugged
Red Wings Take Flight, Sgeoil
Seeking Sanctuary, Stuff and what if…
Nature’s Silence Improves My Mind, Snippets of a Traveling Mind
Lessons in Listening, Hearing the Mermaids Sing

Thanks to all! Join me tomorrow for a new challenge!