It’s a Ducks in a Row Kind of Day

Originally posted on A World Apart: Two minutes short of noon here a 43 Latitude N on Tuesday November 30th, 2021. For my down under friend JB in New…

It’s a Ducks in a Row Kind of Day

Is Life an Obstacle Course?

JB November 30,2021 “No distance of place nor lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other’s worth.”…

Is Life an Obstacle Course?

Talking Into the Future

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No distance of place nor lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other’s worth.”
Robert Southey, English Poet 1774-1843

We have a friend in Ecuador Joss, who used to be an avid blogger but now spends her time writing and doing craft work. Occasionally we spy something she has to say on Facebook. For a time she would sometimes join us on our weekly chats and she it was who coined the phrase “talking into the future”.

As I have said before, we are the first in the world to see the sunrise. So when we talk it is 10.30 am on Sunday here in New Zealand, it is 4.30 pm on Saturday in Ontario and Ecuador.

Long before the internet and cheap long distance phone calls, all calls to family in the Northern Hemisphere started with “What time is…

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A World Apart Finds a World Together

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“No distance of place nor lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each others worth.”Robert Southey, English…

A World Apart Finds a World Together

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Getting to Know You

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No distance of place nor lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each others worth.”
Robert Southey, English Poet 1774-1843

In the few days since we published the first post here, we have reconnected with blogging friends from our other blogs and met some new folk who will no doubt, become friends.

Don’t you just love the blogosphere? Friends, most of whom we have never met, and probably never will. but whom we consider our firm friends.

In fact, in the ten years since I started blogging, I have met only two of these virtual friends in the real world.

Some years ago, when in Oxford in England, I met Sallyann of Photographic Memories.Sallyann was one of the earliest followers of Growing Younger Each Day and over the years we have followed and continue to follow each other’s life.I have…

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Hope Springs Eternal but Inspiration is often Accidental

Thanks. Now I know the subject of my next blog. I have re-blog this on growing younger.

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Thursday 25th Nov’21

The painting above hangs in my living room and for a lot of reasons, to me, represents Hope. It has its own story but that is not the purpose of my visit with you today. This is less about Hope and more about Accidental inspiration.

JB and I FaceTime every week as you know, me late afternoon on one day and she early morning the next day. It’s always interesting and frequently an inspiring couple hours of chat, laughter and general world-problem-solving sort of time. One of the the things we frequently bemoaned of late was the question of how we were able to blog every day years ago but could not today. Then we talked about our followers who had stayed with us over the last ten years and those whom we follow.

She had gotten on to a wonderful blog called Murder is Everywhere found…

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Attractive Differences

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It’s a balmy 6C here at 43.4516 N Latitude today, while my friend basks in an approaching New Zealand summer. Why balmy you ask? The morning started out at -2. As a rusty trusty Canadian I have a rule. Below zero I wear leggings under jeans and clothes to venture out. I suppose if I had long underwear that would be my garb of choice.

I must say I love winter, and summer, well, all the seasons. First snow, go outside and breathe. The air has a crispness and purity that I can’t find any other time of year. Went the ground and trees are covered in thick snow the world around takes on a quietness only experienced in winter. I used to think I wanted to live with palm trees all year round and in fact lived in south Texas for a couple of years, and thought I would…

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Another Difference

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Good morning from a sunny, still, and warm, Wellington Thursday. Well warm to us. We have a very temperate climate – no really highs or dreadful lows. So Summer heat for us, requiring air-conditioning, open windows and doors, and trips to the beach, is a balmy 25/26 degrees. And warm? 20 degrees is warm for us.

You may not know but Wellington is classed alongside Chicago as being one of the windiest in the world. So on a still day like this, we celebrate.

And we are the first country to see the sun each morning. So while it probably is still Wednesday where you live, today it is Thursday here.

Today I am going to a friend’s for lunch. She lives over the hill. Well I always tell Chris that anywhere else in the world, one would call the Rimutaka Hill a mountain, but in New Zealand…. Oh yes…

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WELCOME TO OUR BLOG

This is an idea by Chris Gingerich of Bridges Burning and Judih Baxter of GrowingYounger Each Day. We aim to show you two older women living on …

WELCOME TO OUR BLOG

A Sad Goodbye

This image has an empty alt attribute; its file name is sue.jpg“I am a Yorkshire born painter and writer, living in the south of England. I paint the strange things that come as images in dreams and fantasies and write about life as it happens. 
I was raised in a spiritually eclectic family in a landscape where myths and legends were
woven into the stones, and have always had an intimate relationship
with the inner worlds and the understanding that all paths are but spokes on a wheel, 
leading ultimately to the same centre.
It is not the path that one walks that matters, but how one chooses to walk it.
                             Sue Vincent

I am very grateful that so many years ago I discovered WordPress and the joys of blogging.  Over time I have met many folk: some have become friends and two have become sisters of choice – Chris at Bridges Burning and Dor at Country Living. 

Many have come for a short while and then moved on but many more have stayed true and while I cannot name them all here, they know who they are.  Darlene is always there to comment and support as are Catterel, Nancy, Donna, SallyAnn  and Lois to name a few. Others we have bid goodbye either because their life has changed and they are following another path or in a few sad cases, life has ceased.

But one who has been there probably from almost the beginning is Sue Vincent.  Sue it is who writes daily on many and varied subjects, always with a purpose and always managing to bring to mind something on which to dwell for the rest of the day. She also kept us involved; she wrote poetry, had several books published, was an artist and so much more. So it was with much regret that after reading today’s post from the indomitable Sue, I had to reblog it.  Click here to read it.

Along with 19,500 (and counting) followers, I have to say “Goodbye and fly freely to your next stage, your next adventure wherever it may find you.  Know you will be greatly missed.”