Thought Of The Day

  Sunny bright, hot morning. I am working part time today. I have to go to library, to play Darts from 9.30 to 11.30. It is 8.15, for now I am enjoying morning tea at my Deck. My back garden is looking great.  Atmosphere is loaded with an aroma of freshly cut grass.  Thanks to my son. He did lawn mowing, last evening.  Morning breeze feels pleasant. It is like cherry on top. My friend, the White Butterfly is talking to Red flowers, at the back of my garden. It is like a whisper, I can't hear anything. Must be something personal, between two of them. I have to respect their privacy. None of my business. Let them enjoy. It is 8.30, I am in my room, getting ready to go to work. My friend will be picking me up. I will be back by, around 12 noon. Try to avail any chance available, to get out, to make our day. We have to keep ourselves busy, as much as we can, taking our health and safety into account.  We don't have to leave any of our day slot open, otherwise negative thoughts find

Beautiful day, bright sunny breezy morning. It is 9.15, I am done with my breakfast, enjoying morning tea at my deck, sitting on my favorite chair, enjoying the scenic view around. Small Red bird is calling her friend from the tree top, in front. Couple of Robins enjoying their morning walk on my garden. Grass is lush green, thanks to the rain, last night. Purple, Pink and Red flowers smiling in the flower bed, on the back. Nice view, to behold, to cherish. It is 10.30, I am in my room, sitting beside my table. My computer is switched on. Blinds of my windows, are drawn up. I can see the view outside, can connect with my neighborhood around. It is our garbage collection day. All Grey, Blue and Green Bins, are lined up on driveways, to be picked up. Thanks to all front workers for helping us out, to make our lives easier. I salute their efforts, their dedication. My daughter, the middle one, just called from Grimsby. She is all set for her travel to Toronto. Grimsby is at about four hou

  It is Friday, 8.15 in the morning, I am done with my breakfast. I have to go early today to my work, Darts will start at 9.30. My friend will pick me up 10 after 9. It is school holidays so summer camp is on, in our library premises. Some adjustments are made because of that, so our timings on Fridays, are bit early. We have to make our day, take whatever is there.  Weather is better, not so hot like couple of days back, still 27 C, feels like 30. July is nearly done, couple of more weeks to go for summer. From mid August, things will change. Temperature will be getting down and in September, will be a total different scenario. We have to dig our closets to take out our winter clothing. Sweaters, gloves and woolen stoles. Jackets and winter coats are hanging in our coat closet, so nothing to worry about that. It is 5 after 9, I am ready, all set to go, walking on my driveway, enjoying the view of my garden and of my neighborhood around. Sun is in full bloom, giving smile from up and

It is 9.30 morning, looks breezy, still hot day. Bright sunny 29 C feels like 37. I am sitting in my eat in kitchen, having my breakfast, enjoying the view of my back garden. Looks quiet over there. No birds, no squirrels. There was rain last night so Grass is green, flowers smiling on the back, in my flower bed.  I was up late this morning. Didn't have good sleep at night. I was keeping myself busy, shunting between my bed and my computer, playing scrabble and Card games. Things start happening at our age, just take it with patience and grace. We have to adjust with the things around. I don't have to go to work. My Tuesdays are off. Getting up late was not a big deal. Now will start my day schedule.  Workers are still at my house, painting is in progress. Downstairs still not done. Hose is in a mess. My daughter, the middle one is coming from Grimsby, on 30th of July with her husband and her youngest son, he is in high school, so free to enjoy his holidays. They will be leavin

  It is Friday, beautiful sunny breezy morning, not so hot, 21 C. It is 8.50, I am walking on my driveway, waiting for my friend's Red SUV. I have to go to work, to play Darts. Today it will start a bit early, at 9.30. My friend will be coming to pick me up. For now I am enjoying the scenic view of my garden and of my neighborhood. Red and Yellow flowers smiling at the front garden across. I can hear couple of birds having chit chat in Twin Towers, the two tall trees on my next door neighbor's front garden.  Two hanging baskets, full of Red flowers giving color to my garden. Red wooden bench is shining under Magnolia tree. My friend, the Black Squirrel enjoying his morning walk. Beautiful view to behold, to enjoy, to cherish.  It is 9.10, my friend  is here to pick me up. I have to go.  It is 12.15, I am back, busy in my kitchen, making banana shake for my son and for myself and also  for my youngest grandson, the Slurpee Boy. He likes that. My eldest grandson, the Lucky Guy is

  It is Tuesday, hot sunny bright morning. 8.45, I am done with my breakfast, having my tea, sitting in my eat in kitchen. It is hot to go outside to enjoy my morning tea at my deck. I am still enjoying the view, looking through the big glass of my patio doors, to be part of, what is going on, in my back garden. Trees shaking their heads, it looks windy. White butterfly, my friend, is talking to Pink Canadian Roses. Golden yellow, Purple and Red flowers, at the back, all giving color to my garden. Black Squirrel, my old friend, is busy enjoying his morning snacks on the green of my lawn. I think, he was early, already done with his exercises. My sleep, nowadays, is like a roller coaster. One night, it is good, the other night is not the same. We have to take whatever is there. Manage things according to the circumstances. Our body is not a Robot. So many things around, take control of our body. We humans get a feel of all of our surroundings.  Everything matters to flare up our emotion

  Beautiful bright morning, warm, not hot. Summer is short for we Canadians. Just couple of more weeks and it will be over. I was working today but I have taken a day off. My back giving me problem for couple of days and I have to go to one of my friend's memorial service in the evening. That is a must. I can not miss that. My friend died last week. She had cancer, suffering for long. I think God decided what was good for her.  Last night my sleep was not good. It happens at our age. What you expect with more than half a century old machinery. This is like our old age saga. We enjoyed our days for long, now  face, whatever is there, with patience, with grace.  No complaints from my side. This is life.  Old age is just like any other stage of cycle of our life. I take it as our golden era. We can make plans to do, what we like. No pressure. We are done with work. No family matters, to resolve. We can do, what we skipped to do, while we used to be busy. All is done. We now have time

  It is 8.15, I am downstairs, walking on my deck, barefooted. I like that, take couple of minutes before my breakfast, to have a feel of  Nature. To connect with the world outside, before starting my day. It must be raining early morning. Deck is all wet. Looks so good to walk here. Now drizzling started, very light, amazing.  It reminded me of my childhood, the golden era of my life. I don't know whenever we experience anything great, beautiful, moments of excitements, in our life, we try to connect that to our childhood time period. It doesn't matter, how difficult our childhood time was. We look back at that, like a lost  treasure, which can never be replaced with anything. It is lost for ever. Looks like a child standing far away, smiling, giggling, insisting, to hold our hand, which we can't.  Anyway, it is 8.45, I have to go to my kitchen, to make my oatmeal porridge, stir fried egg and my morning cup of tea. I will check after, if rain will stop, I will be back on m

  It is Friday, 1st of July, Canada Day today. This is long weekend, everything closed. Eateries are open. We can go to eat out, to enjoy our day and go to watch fireworks at night. Yes we can, but things change with time. Now kids are no more kids anymore. They all are grown up. They have their own programs. We have to understand and respect that. Years back, we used to go to enjoy all day events, games and so many stalls, to walk around in Kinsmen park. To take a break, we used to be back home, to go to watch the Fireworks at night time. We used to park our car, far away in the designated parking lot and from there, special shuttle buses were ready to take us to the location, to watch the magnificent fireworks.  Kids used to look forward to enjoy all of the Canada Day events. It used to be very busy day, from morning to start and back at midnight, tired but happy. Not any more. Kids started their job. The only time they have, is weekend. They have to enjoy with friends and with whate