Tuesday, April 24, 2018


"Pleasure is spread through the earth in stray gifts to be claimed by whoever will find."
William Wordsworth 1806

The vacation was planned long in advance with websites scoured for things to do, but when the time came to pack our bags it was not with the same excitement, as health problems had me wondering if we should cancel last minute. 
We went with God's peace and the gift I received was the overwhelming beauty that the ocean gave me with every new day, from the moment the sun slipped up over the horizon to the roar of the waves through the night. 
Ann Morrow Lindbergh in her book "Gift From the Sea" says: "The beach is not a place to work; to read write or think... at least not at first." I so agree, as the sea was all I needed to entertain my mind as it rolled and splashed, roared and crashed, ebbed and flowed in never ending rhythms.

Sunlight dancing on the water.  


Cabo Bello beach with our vacation rental, Misiones del Cabo on the far left.

49 stairs down to the beach from our unit at the top of the lawn area

Bougainvillea hedges lined the pathways which wound around Misiones up hill and down. No lack of exercise here!

Flowers are always Earths gift to me wherever they appear.

This place was sooo peaceful. Many mornings we had the pool to ourselves.   

Not much reading ... just content to BE

A family of small iguanas skittered around the pool deck.

Lunch on our patio always included a game of Scrabble

Rule seven was the only one that I obeyed with caution as the waves in our cove were unforgiving in their rough play

Each wave that swept onto the beach left the potential of gifts from the sea, treasures to find as they glinted in the sunlight

"One cannot collect all the beautiful shells on the beach " Anne Morrow Lindbergh    

Our 47th anniversary was celebrated at Sunset Point Wine and Pizza Lounge, overlooking El Arco, the southern tip of Mexico's Baja California Peninsula. It is here that the Pacific Ocean becomes the Sea of Cortes. The conch shell was trumpeted to signal the end of another beautiful day. The evening ended with a surprise shot drink of Lemincello

These statues pretty much represent our disposition the day we ventured out to see some supposedly beautiful botanical cactus gardens, only to walk miles and miles in the heat in very dilapidated acres of dusty paths which eventually led us to the ocean and then we walked circles trying to find our way back to the road. There we took a Collectivo bus (a very rattly local form of transportation ) Our gift that day was riding through the poor neighborhoods where the school kids in their uniforms and blue collar workers got on and off and smiled at us. Smiles are gifts. This bumpy slow ride gave us an appreciation of the people who work so hard and very low wages, living in poor conditions, to make our vacations comfortable with their service in the tourist sector.   

The dry scrub and cactus along the 1/2 mile walk from the main road to our resort. Cruise ships in Cabo San Lucas harbor.

Enjoyed two excursions to the city to walk around the marina filled with expensive yachts and to enjoy good Mexican food in several restaurants.

Pina Coladas beside the sea.

"The sea hath no king but God alone." Dante Gabriel Rossoti     

 The sea gave me a place to relax, to be lost in the vastness of God's creation. Each day was a gift spent with my best forever friend who also got caught up in the delight of finding treasures from the sea, tiny bits of turquoise sea glass to hold and remember.

  2. O the deep, deep love of Jesus, vast, unmeasured, boundless, free!
    Rolling as a mighty ocean in its fullness over me!
    Underneath me, all around me, is the current of Thy love
    Leading onward, leading homeward to Thy glorious rest above!
  3. O the deep, deep love of Jesus, spread His praise from shore to shore!
    How He loveth, ever loveth, changeth never, nevermore!
    How He watches o’er His loved ones, died to call them all His own;
    How for them He intercedeth, watcheth o’er them from the throne!
  4. O the deep, deep love of Jesus, love of every love the best!
    ’Tis an ocean full of blessing, ’tis a haven giving rest!
    O the deep, deep love of Jesus, ’tis a heav’n of heav’ns to me;
    And it lifts me up to glory, for it lifts me up to Thee!
Samuel Trevor Francis 1834 - 1925

"The waves echo behind me. Patience - Faith - Openness - is what the sea has to teach. Simplicity - Solitude ..... But there are other beaches to explore. 
There are more shells to find."
 Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Saturday, March 31, 2018


Winter had it's beauty, but as those short, dark days began to blend into the hope of spring it seemed there was an ebb and flow of sunny days and new snow, and the waiting was becoming disheartening.
The tulips poked their noses from the frozen earth only to be blanketed again and again with snow.
And after the mountains of snow began to melt away they only revealed truckloads of sand and grime that swirled around the city in the March winds.
Amongst this bleak season I also had a season of rest from blogging and face book, and in that space the liturgical season of lent blew into my spirit with fresh discovery of God's incredible mercy and hope in His intimate journey with me towards Easter, on its canvas painted in horrific sacrifice flowing into brilliant resurrection.

My stone cold must have attracted a fluffy, stray bunny that stared me down as he enjoyed the succulent fresh tulip tips.

Sparkling Hills Spa Resort in Vernon, so close to home but such a beautiful place to celebrate birthdays and Valentines Day. Truly the most calm, serene and relaxing two days in the bleak of winter, and to our delight the sun came out to lift the fog to reveal our gorgeous Okanagan Lake.

The birthday boy began his day with his master chef omelettes. Later in his day the sweet surprise visit from our 12 year old beauty.

Thanks to Mennonite Girls Can Cook recipes I created this scrumptious Strawberry/balsamic pizza for a stay at home Valentines supper.

February is Apple month and we love BC tree fruit's market for their many choices of my favourite fruit. Apple Sharlotka was one delicious way to use some of these rosy delights.

Discovering a heart in an unusual place. 

The Rotary bird sanctuary on Okanagan Lake was a lovely spot for a walk with a grandson.  Loved his expression 'adorable' for the ducks that communicated eye to eye with him.

Soaking in chilly sunshine

Spring break - an opportunity to have two granddaughter who are loving cousins over for a baking day. They each mixed, baked and decorated a dozen cupcakes that were expressions of their artistic skills. So much laughter and joy and their excitement to share their sweet treats with their families.

Love these girls  so much, and all of our other 8 grandkids.

To add to their list of baking skills they made pizza dough from scratch and nibbled away while watching an episode of the inspiring TV show Master Chef Junior. 

Why not end our dreary winter and the hope of spring with a flash of colour. 
Welcome Miss Scarlet !!

It’s spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you’ve got it, you want — oh, you don’t quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so! ~Mark Twain, Tom Sawyer, Detective