Last Half 2022 – September

Good Morning ALL! How are you this morning? We are doing well. I am going to the office today but my neighbor and friend Sonja will come and check in on Mr. Alvin during the day. I am eternally grateful to have such great friends and neighbors.

I want to share a poem with you that I wrote as I started Grade 12 in the fall of 1974. Wow, that seems like an eternity ago. It was 48 years ago. YIKES. I am getting on in years, lol.

One FALL

To Windthorst I came late in the fall,

With great expectations – or so I recall.

I looked forward to seeing new faces in class,

And taking the subjects I knew I should pass.

……

My impressions are fixed now, it currently seems,

That totally false was each of these dreams.

With all the boys, I’d thought it’d be heaven,

But it hasn’t work out: so back to Glenavon.

……

The girls are prettier than I’d thought they would be;

Though none but a fool would prefer them to me!

(My vanity comes from the pressures of rhyme –

You know that I’m modest all of the time)!

…..

My rhyme is near finished, my brain power low,

My thoughts have diminished, and so I shall go.

Life, bring excitement! Life, bring romance!

Life, bring me something! Windthorst last chance!

….

Written as I entered Grade Twelve in Windthorst, Saskatchewan. Grandma sold the farm in the summer/fall of 1974 and we moved to the village of Windthorst.

Carol Mills in the year of 1974

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I found something else that I wrote for the school paper that same year.

Looks at our mascot!

He is depressed.

Cause we’ve just had exams and

Are not at our best.

……….

Life bring excitement

Life brings change

Life brings cold and arthritic pain.

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Well I can see that I was not in the most positive of states and that I was into boys.

Things have changed over the years, I am more positive and boys well men, I can take them or leave them. So much to do. Relationships!

Have a wonderful Friday.

Continuing to live this life with kindness, respect, compassion, patience, love, laughter, understanding, gratitude, focus, possibilities and coffee.

Always, Carol & Alvin

PS: to add some of my dearest girl friends are those I met in High School and my best friend of all time, I have know since we were toddler days. That is a long time. Shout out to Deanna and Carolyn.

Last Half 2022 – September

Good Morning ALL! It has been quite the week and I for one, is most grateful that today is Friday and once work is done, the weekend begins. Thank goodness.

We had a pretty good sleep last night although it was bed at 10:00 and up at 2:00 for a quick outside “break” and then back to sleep until 6:00 a.m. All in all, pretty good. Alvin seems to be doing quite well and I hope that keeps holding for quite a bit longer. No one knows.

Today, starting with flowers …….

I would like to post this poem that I wrote when my Grandmother passed in September of 1998. She was 97 years old. Queen Elizabeth reminds me so much of my Grandmother. Both were strong, intelligent, both believed in service to their communities, loved their family, both ahead of their times, women well into their 90’s and both passing in September with their beloved husbands leaving ahead of them.

Beyond the Sunset

The sun melts into hues of gold and pink,

as the sky darkens.

A peaceful sigh, as she closes her eyes.

She sees the roses in her garden.

The fragrance soft but strong in the air.

She sees her children and theirs,

She feels her husband’s touch.

She remembers times gone by,

It has been a great life!

She is not afraid.

The time has come.

The Lord extends his hand,

And she follows him home.

Written by: Carol Lewis (Granddaughter)

September 29/30, 1998

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I want to wish you all sunshine and rainbows on this Friday as we begin the weekend.

Continuing to live this life with kindness, respect, compassion, patience, love, laughter, understanding, gratitude, focus, possibilities and coffee.

Always, Carol & Alvin

2021

Good Morning ALL! I hope this finds you well. Both Alvin and I are safe and warm this Tuesday morning.

STORM

The wind is howling

Swirling the snow that has fallen.

Covering the bare sidewalk, deck and driveway that I shovelled only a few hours ago.

I wish that I was still curled up on the sofa with Alvin covered under our red cozy blanket.

But work calls my name.

I am grateful that on this cold stormy November morn,

That I am able to work from the comfort of my home.

I remember days gone by where I would be out shovelling in the wind and snow,

As I readied for work.

Worrying about the roads!

So happy that today I am at home.

Life has a way of changing things up every once in awhile.

During this storm, on this day, I am home.

Grateful as I type these words.

Listening to the wind howl through the vents.

Taking it’s revenge on us.

For what?

Who knows.

It is the wind, after all.

Does it need a reason?

I don’t think so.

Time for coffee

Time to take Alvin outside to the deck,

Where earlier he did not know where to go.

Shovel the snow from the doorway once again.

Happy to be home.

Happy to be home.

Safe and sound and warm.

Written by CY Lewis on this Tuesday, November 16, 2021.

Stay safe and warm everyone.

Continuing to live this life with kindness, respect, compassion, patience, love, laughter and gratitude.

Always, Carol & Alvin

2021

Good Morning ALL! Just back a few minutes ago from a nice early morning walk before the heat of the day. There is a bit of a breeze so it is perfect for a walk. While out on the walk I picked up a few pieces of trash so I figured not only did we get some exercise, we also did some community service. Right! The wild roses are blooming by the entrance to the park so we, rather I stopped to give them a sniff. My favourite fragrance next to summer rain and freshly cut grass. So gorgeous. So pretty. Today is my late shift that is why I left the post for a bit later than usual and decided to walk first. We went to bed later than usual last night and two hours later at midnight, guess who woke up and it wasn’t me? So off downstairs we went and outside. He had to pee so then back upstairs to bed. Next time we were up was 4:30 (man, did I feel that). So I gave him his glucosamine chew and his breakfast and then outside and then back to sleep for a bit on the sofa. To be honest, I had set the alarm on my phone for 6:15 but somehow I just could not do it so I set it for 6:30 and we were up at 6:45. Oh well, I am not perfect. When I am tired, I find it hard to get up unless I have no choice. Given the choice, well you know what I did. Oh well, no matter. We got our walk in and the coffee is perking and I am writing this post. Yesterday when I finished writing my post, I noticed that it was at 999, wondering if it is at the 1000 mark now. How exciting! I cannot believe that number. Guess I need to step up this post. I used to write more about different things but somehow fell of that wagon. Perhaps it is time to get going and start writing more poetry. Some crafting ideas. How about organizational ideas? I love to organize and people tell me that I am quite good at it.

Oh, I just got a waft of that freshly brewed coffee. I think that I will be able to enjoy a cup of coffee on the deck this morning as I do not start work until 11:00 a.m.

Yesterday my daughter stopped by after an appointment, she stopped and picked us up a few items from the grocery store. She is so kind and generous to her Momma. I love spending time with my girl.

I am grateful for the morning walk.

I am grateful for all my dear friends and family.

I am grateful for our good health.

I am grateful for all the people that we will meet.

I am grateful for our beautiful home.

I am grateful that the roses are blooming and smelling so fragrant.

I am grateful for my/our life.

Well somebody is acting up so better sign off for now.

I wish you a great Tuesday.

Continuing to live this life with kindness, respect, compassion, patience, love and gratitude.

Always, Carol & Alvin

It is a NEW YEAR.

Well here we are at Friday, June 5th, 2020.

The birds are singing, the sun is shining and there is only an ever so slight breeze.

All in all, perfection.

Alvin is resting beside me on his little bed.

I am typing these words.

 

Last night after work we went for another full night.

My toes seem to be less purple with each passing day.

Thank goodness as it is one week today.

I am ever so careful on my trips up and down the stairs.

Always using the railing and careful making each step.

No point in tempting fate.

Not this girl.

The walk by the way was incredible.

So nice …. bit windy but beautiful.

 

Tonight after work as I am on the regular shift that would be 4:00 p.m.

Walking, feed Al and then do some gardening.

The weekend forecast is rain.

I would like to take my brand new grass trimmer and trim the grass in the backyard.

Both shrub/flower beds need to be weeded especially the back.

The front I can lean into to weed but the back one I have to actually climb up the stone retaining wall to do any weeding.

I was not feeling very comfortable doing that with an injured foot.

But feeling like I can do that tonight.

Then water all of the beauties.

That will then be that!!

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Somedays I feel like adding a poem.

I wrote this many thirty years ago.

I cannot imagine that now.

Just wanted to share it again.

Maybe it will be new for some of you that read my blog and if not, I hope that you enjoy it.

 

A DREAM

I had a dream late last night,

Of sparkling white sandy beaches,

Palm trees swaying in a sweet scented breeze,

Of clear blue skies and water, clear blue,

Of monkeys, elephants and parrots, too.

When I awoke and looked all around,

It was a dream, so I had found.

The picture is somewhat sadly different.

My sandy beaches are cluttered with garbage.

The palm trees have been removed, replaced with malls.

The breeze smells bitter — terribly so,

The monkeys, elephants where did they go?

We have come too far, too fast,

The signs have been there,

But we did not see, due to our hungry greed

From horse drawn sleighs to gas powered cars,

From tin and glass to Styrofoam and plastic jars,

From all that technology we still didn’t learn

That we’re literally burning our planet — our Earth.

The time has come to join together,

Mothers, Fathers, Sons and Daughters,

If we learn to reduce, recycle and reuse

We can save our planet —

The gem in our universe.  Our Earth!

Written for Amanda’s school play at W.H. Ford School

By Carol Lewis on November 28th, 1990

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Wishing you an awesome Friday.

Filled with much joy, laughter, more kindness and always respect.

I/We remain,

As Always, Carol & Alvin

 

It is a NEW YEAR.

Hello Monday morning.

I enjoyed, we enjoyed a pancake breakfast with our girl yesterday.

Of course, Alvin did not eat pancakes although he really wanted to have some.

He did have some banana.

We had a great visit and even had time for a game of sequence and a game of JENGA.

Alvin and I enjoyed a walk after the visit.

We even had a visit with one of my neighbours as we passed along their home.

 

Yesterday my sister, one of my longtime friends and a new friend down the street, all celebrated birthdays.

I spoke to my sister on the telephone, my friend from back and I exchanged long emails catching up and the neighbour down the street, I walked over with a small gift.

February has been chalked full of birthdays.

Every single day had a birthday.

Busy month.

March is another busy month coming up.

This feels like a poem kind of morning.

Something to provoke thought and realization.

I am eternally grateful each and everyday for my life.

Would I change things, some things, perhaps.

But at the end of the day, it is the sum of all the parts, good and bad, that make us who we are.

 

I would like to share a poem that I wrote several years ago.

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“ALL THINGS ARE POSSIBLE”

There are many mornings when I rise,

That I draw a sigh and am grateful.

Am truly grateful for all that I have and all that I am.

I realize that no matter what, I am blessed.

Blessed with the realization that all things are possible.

I haven’t always been akin to this way of thinking.

But I would say that I have always been a positive being and a “hopeless romantic.”

Some days it is just a matter of putting one positive thought in front of another …

No matter what anyone thinks, life is work.

The work does not always require physical force but always requires “thought.”

Using your brain.

I believe that all things are possible.

Looking back over my life, I would tend to agree.

Think about it!

“All things are possible.”

 

Written April 11th, 2010 by Carol Y Lewis

 

I wish each and every soul, every being that I encounter on my life’s path; a great life.

I wish that for every boulder in the road that you are able to get over it or around it and come out for the better on the other side.

I wish that no matter what life may bring to you, that you are loved.

That you are able to find a way, your way, of course, but a way to be in every day, joyful and in good health.

May love fill each second and abundance fill each day.

Happy Monday.

 

Always, from me and Alvin …….

 

 

Living … One day at a time.

Good Morning …. Wednesday finally …. December 18, 2019.

I am getting SO excited for my Christmas break.

Will be great to be home with Alvin and our little friends.

Arriving on Saturday afternoon for a sleepover and going home sometime on Sunday will be Teddy and his little sister Kobi.

On Sunday, Humphrey arrives for a week and will watch over Cinder as well.

Cannot forget about the gekko.

Aspen and Milo will be here Christmas Eve with Mom and Dad spending Christmas Day at Grandma’s house.

 

Today feels like a blast from the past:

One of my first posts from December of 2010.

What happened to 2010?

I am so pondering while writing up the letter to be enclosed with my Christmas card about where 2010 went?

It came in quietly, I barely was aware.

It snuggled down tightly and buried within …..

Suddenly March, then April and then June.

But where it did go?

As I watch from above …… July and then August …..

Summer came and summer went.

Autumn well it was spent.

Now it’s December and almost Christmas.

If you are wondering what happened to 2010

You are not alone, I share your sentiments along with another eight billion or so people.

If you noticed at the beginning of this “story” I was drafting my Christmas letter – just so that you know – it did get written and sent.

So from me and Alvin, WE WISH YOU A HAPPY HAPPY CHRISTMAS & ALL THE BEST IN 2011.

May you always be surrounded by a loving family and friends.

May you be in perfect health (focus on good thoughts, they keep the body healthy, too)

May you laugh every single day (even if it is at yourself, because if you cannot laugh at YOU, who can you laugh at?)

May you love and be passionate about all that you do..

May your life be abundant in every single way.

May your gift of smile brighten someone’s day.

May you remember to help those less fortunate.

May you always be the BEST that you can be.

Happy Holidays …..

Always, Carol and a very patient Alvin (sniffing around in the hallway, now he is in the office)…….

 

I always love to read things from a few years ago …. mostly they are more than relevant today.

Wishing you a Happy Wednesday.

Our office is having a “Christmas Brunch” for us.

Wonder what will be on the menu?

We also have an opportunity to go and check out the renovations for our newly renovated new “old” office.

We move back there in January 2020.

New space for a new YEAR.

Very cool.

 

 

Have an awesome day.

Remember even when a package takes a sharp left turn instead of angling to the right,  it will show up in time for Christmas.

We just have to laugh.

Oh, the Post Office.

 

Always, Carol & Alvin

 

Thought for the day ….

Good Morning and Welcome to Wednesday the 24th day of April, 2019.

Another gorgeous morning as the sun rises filling the sky with hues of pinks and oranges and yellows.

Well my five day weekend has come to an end and it is back to work for me.

What a glorious five days we had – working – walking – working and walking.

Alvin saw his friends and spent some time with Humphrey the Cat.

I am grateful that I had the opportunity to get some tasks completed around the house.

Always things to do but I made a large dent in the list …. perhaps dent isn’t quite the right choice of words but you know what I mean.

We even lounged on the deck for a bit yesterday afternoon.

Sometimes we walked just me and Mr. Alvin and other times we were joined by our friend P (once with Georgie her grand pup).

I am grateful for the kindness of my family and friends.

I am grateful for this spring wonderful weather.

I am grateful to have beautiful parks so close by.

I am grateful to have seen swans flying in our neighbourhood as they passed through Edmonton.

I am grateful to have seen the return of robins in our area.

I am grateful that both Alvin and I are in good health.

I am grateful for our life.

 

Today feels like a good day to share a poem that I wrote many years ago.

 

FROM DREAM TO REALITY

I had a dream late last night,

Of sparkling white sandy beaches,

Palm trees swaying in a sweet scented breeze,

Of clear blue skies and water, clear blue,

Of monkeys, elephants and parrots, too.

When I awoke and looked all around,

It was a dream, so I had found.

The picture is somewhat sadly different.

My sandy beaches are cluttered with garbage.

The palm trees have been removed, replaced with malls.

The breeze smells bitter — terribly so,

The monkeys, elephants where did they go?

We have come too far, too fast,

The signs have been there,

But we did not see, due to our hungry greed

From horse drawn sleighs to gas powered cars,

From tin and glass to Styrofoam and plastic jars,

From all that technology we still didn’t learn

That we’re literally burning our planet — our Earth.

The time has come to join together,

Mothers, Fathers, Sons and Daughters,

If we learn to reduce, recycle and reuse

We can save our planet —

The gem in our universe.  Our Earth!

Written for Amanda’s school play at W.H. Ford School

By Carol Lewis on November 28th, 1990

This is so bizarre that I wrote this twenty years ago for my daughter’s school play.  It is even more prevalent today.

Now it has been almost thirty years now.

What has changed?

 

Well almost time to go downstairs and finish getting ready to leave for work.

Alvin is nesting on his blue blanket which has been made even more comfy by adding a lap blanket my Grandmother made in about 1990.

Talk about lots of older things.

It remains almost as new.

 

Have an awesome Wednesday.

Sending out our thoughts and positive energy to all those in need.

Happy Wednesday.

 

Special Hello to: my friend V who is such an amazing person……

Always, Carol & Alvin

Thought for the day ….

Good Morning and Welcome to Thursday, March 14, 2019.

Another nice day yesterday and now we have lots of ice covering the sidewalks.

So our walk was a bit on the precarious side last night but we managed to walk.

 

Well today is Thursday.

Payday for lots of people.

Pay bills and wait for the next payday.

Isn’t that the way that it goes.

But for all those people who complain that after the bills are paid; they only have a few dollars left ….. you have a pay check and your bills are paid.

I think for some people complaining is a chronic habit.

Certainly can be an annoying habit.

I am grateful that I have a job, somedays it is frustrating and stressful.

But nonetheless, I am happy to have it.

I am grateful that I have money to pay my bills.

Wasn’t always the case.

I am grateful that I can work one job to make a living.

Okay and sell Steeped Tea and NORWEX  –  but you get the picture.

I am most grateful to live my life.

I am so grateful for my family and friends.

Okay, now it is time to leave for said job.

I hope that you enjoy the poem and have a wonderful Thursday.

Take a deep breathe and just do it.

You know that you can.

 

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Sometimes you just need some poetry and I just happen to have some.

This is one of my favourites from my repertoire or better known as my notebook.

 

IN MY IMAGINATION

In my mind, there is a place

Where the sun shines all day

And it rains some nights

Where the tulips bloom to my delight

Where the water is crystal clear

And sparkles like diamonds in the sun

Where peace is not just a dream.

In my mind, there is a place

In my imagination

I found my dreams they all came true

I could touch the stars

And walk on the moon,  and then visit Mars.

In my mind, there is a place

In my imagination

I met you there on a sandy beach

When the sun was shining just before the rain

You took my hand, and you kissed my cheek

In my imagination.

In my imagination.

In my mind, there is a place

In my imagination

Somewhere that I can go

Kick off my shoes, walk in the sand

Meet you again in my imagination

Under the stars

In my imagination

Please remember to go

Meet me there

In my mind, there is a place.

Written by Carol Yvonne Lewis, January 8th, 2010

 

Special Hello to: my sister …. love you my darling.

Always, Carol & Alvin

 

Thought for the day …..

Good Morning and Welcome to Wednesday the 9th day of January, 2019.

Another blast of COLD for this winter’s day.

But on the upside it is going to be warming up and be around zero on Saturday.

YAY.

 

I was thinking last night after listening to someone speak about the following:

 

I realize now that it has been my love of writing everyday in my journal since I was a young teenager that has brought me safely to this place.

Before journalling was thought to be more than just writing your thoughts down on paper in a diary or journal; I did that/this.

Perhaps I was one of those slightly ahead of the curve.

Writing is both fun and therapeutic.

I am here now because I was able to write down my thoughts and see my life on paper.

Writing has done so much for me.

I have always wanted to be a published writer – maybe even a New York Best Selling Author.

I have wrote in addition to my diary-journal, short stories, poetry, essays and most recently an on-line daily blog.

If I can reach one person and make them smile, touch them in some way, give them information or an idea – I am over the moon.

At the end of the day writing gives me great joy and good health.

What more could one ask for ……

 

Time to leave for work.

Somehow the time evaporated this morning.

Perhaps a few less minutes on the comfy sofa….. LOL.

 

Special Hello to: all those writers out there …. you rock.

Always, Carol & Alvin

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