Tuesday, June 2, 2020

Peonies



It only lasts a week, but what a display. Working at home I can enjoy it more than some previous years. 

The bees are in a frenzy. We were looking at one that had a huge ball of pollen on its legs, so heavy he had to drop it to fly away. Perhaps this is where the myth of bashful nymphs inhabiting peonies began, by watching bees in the petals.

Such fragrance! Rain heavy in the sky today so the petals may drop even sooner. All the more reason to enjoy the moments while they last. I decided to pop into one of the photo for scale, to prove the blooms are as big as my head. 

Common peony meanings include good fortune, a happy marriage, riches, and romance.


The Peony’s thick ruffled blooms and ability to return spring after spring for 100 years or longer gives it magical qualities to the gardener and floral enthusiast alike. 
The Peony takes its name from the mythological Greek character Paeon, who studied with the god of medicine known as Asclepius. Zeus had to transform the student into a beautiful flower when he showed more promise than his teacher and incurred his wrath.
The Peony is most important in Chinese culture. This stunning flower is an official emblem of China, and it plays a big role in many holidays and religious traditions. It’s the flower with the longest continual use in Eastern culture, and it’s tied in deeply with royalty and honor in those societies. The Chinese name for Peony even translates to “most beautiful”.  
Oddly enough, it has somewhat of an opposite meaning to Western individuals. Greek myth says that nymphs used to hide their naked forms in Peonies to shield them from prying eyes. This led to the association of Peonies with shamefulness and bashfulness during the Victorian era. It was considered downright unlucky to dig up a shrub of Peony during the Middle Ages due to associations with less than kind fairies. 



postscript
A severe thunderstorm with hail and torrential rain visited that very evening, leaving the peonies wilted and spent by morning. It was grand while it lasted!


Saturday, May 30, 2020

Book Babes AGM in the Time of Covid


This book club started in 2003 and the AGM started in 2007, an annual get together hosted by Nicki up in Haliburton. We use the AGM to enjoy each others company, pick the books for the year ahead, and if the weather is warm enough (or people are brave enough), a splash in the lake. 

Hopefully our annual tradition will be back to in person by next year, but this year we had to resort to Zoom to make our book selections. Definitely not the same as last year's AGM or the years before that, but when it came to picking our book list for 2020-2021, it was a definite success!

This year each member suggested 2-3 titles via Zoom and we voted to settle on the one for the month. We all hope for a return to face to face meetings in the months to come, however an interesting side effect will be that those members who are away at conferences or on holiday may end up joining meetings virtually. So, what doesn't kill us makes us stronger (kinda, sorta).

Mostly fiction with some memoir:
  • Sept (Virginia)  Save Me the Plums, Ruth Reichel 
  • Oct (Liz) Bunny, Mona Awad 
  • Nov (Sheila) Poisonwood Bible, Barbara Kingsolver 
  • Dec (Nicolette) Island of Sea Women, Linda See 
  • Jan ~no meeting ~ 
  • Feb (Debra) The Innocents, Michael Crummey 
  • Mar (Nicki) Where the Crawdads Sing, Delia Owens 
  • April (Miriam) Moments of Glad Grace, Alison Wearing 
  • May (Diane) Late Breaking, K.D. Miller 
  • June (Louise /Nicki) Normal People, Sally Rooney
Honourable Mentions

Five Wives by Joan Thomas
A Year of Wonders by Geraldine Brooks
Educated by Tara Westover
A Short History of Indians in Canada by Thomas King
Childhood by Andre Alexis
The Body by Bill Bryson
The Case Against Reality by Donald Hoffman
Lost Connections By Johan Hari
Endurance -A Year in Space by Scott Kelly
The Water Dancer by Ta-Nehshi Coates
From the Ashes by Jesse Thistle
Motorcycles and Sweetgrass by Drew Hayden Taylor
Invisible Women -Story of Big Data by Caroline Kiato- Perez
The How of Happiness by Sonya Lyubomirsky


Saturday, May 23, 2020

That time of year

A full day in the garden!

I'm not sure if it was the pollen but I felt extravagantly tired by 11:00, but kept on going anyway, getting that natural woozy high that is part delirium. Everything looks amazing and saturated with colour. It takes twice as long to accomplish something but it doesn't matter, the minutes are like molasses, slow and sticky.

There are some overgrown spots I couldn't bring myself to thin and will save for another day.

Flopped down in the grass to stare up at the blue sky, and then tried out different garden views, testing perspective in comfy chairs.

Alex came by to pick up plants for his backyard. I love the thought of them finding homes there: bloodroot, geranium, rodgersia and different ground covers.

Not caring to face the crush of garden centres I was mostly transplanting: ferns and wild ginger into the ravine, daphne to the front. Herbs and roses in pots. Portulaca under the evergreen, in the space the city left bare. Nasturtium seeds thumbed into the dirt.

Also planted some vivid salamander-coloured begonias in the front where they are already starting to protest the sun and need to be re-sited. Looks like I'll have to visit the garden centre after all to find some sun-lovers for that spot... during the weekday.


Refreshed myself at the end of the day with with a frosty glass of ice cold Orangina and a sprig of mint. A nice and fizzy garden mocktail!


Thursday, May 21, 2020

Epitourists pique nique

Still a few months into the pandemic, we got together for some social distancing, Epi-style. I took a day off work for a drive north of the city. What a glorious afternoon! Late spring, it felt like a summer's day.

As host, Caroline set the theme of a French pique nique. Each person would prepare their own meal and dress their own table, and we would eat at a respectful distance. We turned her front porch into a bistro, sans wait staff.

It was definitely fun, but I really did want a taste off my Epi's plates as the food looked absolutely delicious!  Now I will simply have to make the recipes at home. 

Caroline's crepes were savoury and had a yoghurt sauce in place of bernaise, while Kaarina had prepared a French pressed sandwich called  pan bagnat. Unfortunately Laura wasn't able to join our trio in the sun this time.

Being somewhat pressed for time I ended up curating my plate to create a classic French meal with ingredients from my favourite grocery store, McKewans. This was the first meal that wasn't home-cooked in several months and I appreciated every bite. Grilled salmon on top of salad nicoise with a Normandy camembert, and fizzy lemonade on the side. I packed everything into a cooler so it was wonderfully chilled when served. The green beans were expertly blanched so they were tender but firm, the hard boiled yolk held no traces of green to proclaim an overdone egg, the salmon with its picture perfect grill marks.

Eventually things will return to normal and we can have a real feast again, but until then I look forward to our next meet, whether it is virtual or enjoyed at a distance.

I do savour time spent in this company.





Wednesday, May 20, 2020

Try, try, try again



The benefits of meditation are widely studied and proven. 

I have been meditating for many years but I'm still not as disciplined as I would like. In the past I've been able to manage daily for two or three months at a stretch but then fall out of the consistent practice. 

Why? Why? Why? 
Try, try, try again.

The Science of Happiness course I've been taking these past weeks has been useful in trying to engrain the habit.  

What I think I've come to appreciate is that I need to make meditation as routine as my morning yoga. For the past couple of years I was scheduling it into my daily work calendar in 15 minute increments. These short bursts were a big lift when I managed to do them, which was about once or twice a week. I also tried evenings at home, but with a busy calendar wasn't able to commit to the same time each and every night. 

A technique to build successful outcomes is to socially commit, so today I reached out to my brother Dave to share my intention. We've shared silent retreats together in the past, so I know he will be understanding and supportive.

My tack now is to follow morning yoga with meditation, five days a week. I'll vary the approach so I'm not doing the same thing every day, to help keep it fresh. Sometimes guided (Insight Timer app, You Tube, etc) but mostly on my own; switching up metta or tonglen or pranayama or just plain breath counting. I'll persist with other meditation in the afternoon or evenings, so it will be more of a bonus when it happens on those days that I can fit it in.