Monday, November 07, 2011

Our Ruby Everyday Life



"All these days, coming and going, little did I know that they were life itself."These sad words were uttered by a Swedish lady in her nineties.

I hope I've learned from her mistakes. Our everydays are so precious to me.
Like this orchid standing in the kitchen window, with these tiny red drawings in the middle of the flowers.

Short visit in Sauda. Even in the cold white surroundings I see some red on the wall. Holding round my mother is indeed colouring my day.

Being members of the local art gallery we get value for our small fee.
Interesting exhibitions from home and abroad all around the year.
Often young talents trying their wings for the first time.

Valand, a long time deceased local artist, perfectly demonstrates how a dot of red can give a painting depth and life.

Some days I start tidying up in old paper clippings, only to be halted by pictures like this.Serina four years playing with watercolours and oil on the back side of a tapestry rest.
Amidala is balancing on the piano, keeping attention over the garden and the neighbourhood birds and cats.

She also comes curling in my lap while I am busy blogging or net shopping.

I find comfort shopping quite intriguing and contagious.
I found a picture I just had to snatch in front of some other costumers on the annual autumn exhibition. Gunnar applauded while taking picture.

Gunnar is providing us day by day with our gluten free bread.
He's phenomenal, using almost no yeast, but letting the dough raise for 12 hours; what patience.


I bought cheap rubber boots on the local net-thrift shop.
While collecting them we were surprised by the marvellous view of a to early sunset. The days are growing shorter all the time now till December 21st. Today the sun will be down at half past four. That is way too early.


Then there's wonderful moonlight, myriads of stars to gaze at and the occasional Aurora Borealis.
Ten years ago Gunnar wrote this poem after he and Serina had been out enjoying the wonders of the sky one autumn evening. Serina made the poem into a painting and gave him for father's day, which will be next Sunday in Norway.

Oh, yes, I'm greedy at seizing moments. "Sternstunden", to quote Stephan Zweig.

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24 comments:

Leora said...

I love looking at the art and seeing you together with your mom. Yes, enjoy the little moments. I also admire Gunnar's bread abilities. I am going to let my bread rise overnight - in the summer it rose too quickly, but now it needs more time.

Amrita said...

Bright array of the scenes of life Felisol.
Comforting Mother is so like you.

Plant and animal life, and artistic creations - even Gunnar unique Patient Bread.

Lovely to see all this.

It is begining to get dark by 5 pm here.


Dea Felisol, I want to add here. I read about ani- arthritis medicine called Seatine - it has been develpoed in New Zealand. Some say it is effective.

Here it is very expensive Rs 15,00 for 60 capsues. I don 't know if its aailable in my city. But you can google
for Seatone and find out

Amrita said...

Sorry I made some typing mistakes in my commnet. The arthritis medicine is called Seatone in India. In other countries it is marketed unde4r different names .

And here it cost 1,500 rupees per bottle- a month 's supply.

would Gunnar mind if I calle d his bread The Patient Bread

Felisol said...

Dear Amrita,
Gunnar will certainly be proud if you name a bread after him.
He got the recipe from an Egyptian specialist in irritable bowl syndrome. The bread and the diet have proven very helpful.

I have tried lots of non-inflammatory medications. They have worse side effects than effects. My stomach simply cannot take more experiments. I go for garlic, ginger, holy basil, lemon and some herb teas.

I will not be a ginny pig any more. Several of the medications I have been trying out have later been withdrawn from the market.

I also embalm myself in wool as cold and raw air are my worst enemies.

Even in summers I bring my best friend, the hot water bottle, in bed.

Cheryl said...

Hello, this is my first visit and I am charmed by your blog. I love the photos of your life day by day. The photo of the book cover at Work of the Poet is taken from Amazon.com You can look inside the book only from that web site.

Liz said...

What a lovely post!

My entries:
Moms...Check Nyo
Yummy-as-can-be

ilanadavita said...

Lovely and serene sees of photos.

Kim, USA said...

You are very artistic Felisol. Hope your mom is doing fine. Happy Tuesday!

Reminiscing

Ralph said...

The look of you and your mom is lovely - the years of love and affection are so wonderful!

That bread - wow, to have it rise for 12 hours must make for a light and fluffy loaf at the end of its journey!

Your cat just knows the right time to look out the window - and when to curl up in our lap. They have that knack!

Carletta said...

You joy in moments comes through in your words.
Homemade bread - mmmmm....I wish I could smell it baking.
Thanks for your wonderful insights that remind us to take stock of those sometimes overlooked moments.

Sonja said...

Such a variety of pictures and thoughts. I really enjoyed them all, the art is such fun, and I know you enjoy that gallery.

The thought of the old Swedish lady is so true... all of our days are life itself, but the difference is that we KNOW that, and we enjoy our life and our families and the knowledge that God is in control, even on the bad days.

But I am awarding the trophy to Gunnar for this one. What a beautiful poetic expression. I think you picked a good one Felisol! :)

xo

David Edward Linus said...

how nice to see your blog again. it has been years sine I was here

Ms. Burrito said...

Very pretty!!!

Visiting from Ruby Tuesday, mind to come and and see my ruby entry? Your comment would be greatly appreciated!

❀~Myrna~❀ said...

Yes,these ordinary days are what our lives are made of and as we get older they seem to pass so much quicker . Wonderful scenes from your life , the sunset is stunning.Love the pic of you and your Mom and Gunnar's poem is
beautiful !

Roan said...

Wonderful post. I like seeing you are your mom together. I hope she is well. I'm not sure I could be that patient with bread. Fortunately, we have a good bakery which supplies us with ours. My bread never turns out. Beautiful pictures Felisol!

Robin said...

You have such a gift for finding beauty all around you Felisol, and I wish you many more beautiful moments holding your mother in your arms.

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Crown of Beauty said...

I love this post... it is deep, full of feeling, and so much love between the lines and the photos.

Gluten free bread, that is something I want to have. How in the world does Gunnar do it? (do you think Gunnar will agree to share the recipe with me?)

Love to you, my precious friend. Hug your Mama for me. I love her too.

Love
Lidia

Crown of Beauty said...

Dear Felisol, I forgot to add... the sunset picture was awesome.

chubskulit said...

Simply beautiful!

Please drop by to see my Ruby Tuesday entry when you get a chance.

John Cowart said...

Happy Father's Day to you, Gunnar. Making bread, fixing cars, teaching, raising your family--you've done a fine job.

Terry said...

dear felisol..i am finally glad that i can write to you and tell you how much i love this post...all about your mom and serina and gunnar and amidala your black kitty..oh what a comfort she is to you..mom and dad golden enjoy the pictures of her whenever you post them..mom golden would dearly love to have a cat..it is one of her fondest wishes but we are so afraid that she or dad golden would trip over and fall if the kitty got underfoot..gracey has always wondered why bernie and i insist that she have not a cat, but just lately she has changed her mind, gracey had to get a couple of kittys because of a mice problem she has been having and they are very cute creatures, but she almost fell the other day over one of them and so now she understands.
the sunset in your post looks as beautiful as the the lovely art paintings that you so love felisol...such a pretty sight!
felisol..you are like me.i count it like treaure all of my old letters and cards that i have gotten through the years..i find it very hard to part with them..wnenever i get into the mood to do a little clearing out and i start on the boxes of letters. pictures and newspaper clippings, well i am in a worse mess when i am finished than when i began..and so i put everytbing back and say, "perhaps next time!"..and "next time" takes a long time to come!
i am praying for mom ljung that everything will go well with her and that she will be in the place where the lord wants her to be and wherever that be either her home or a senior home that she will be happy!
i miss you so much felisol and it is always so great when i see your footsteps here and there on comments on some of the blogs...i shall try to call you again on the telephone when it is convenient for you ok my friend...in the meantime god bless you and i am glad that you are posting ruby tuesdays again..i shall try and do so next time...i love you and your whole family..love terry

it is four in the morning here and so i had better go to sleep!

Mrs. Mac said...

A lovely poetic post dear Felisol. Your Gunnar and his patience for naturally raised bread from yeast captured from kitchen spores .. very clever!

The changing of seasons seems to bring on arthritis aches. Cut back on sweets and increase good homemade bone broth soups .. no preservatives or artificial anything. See if this helps.

Annie said...

Dearest Elise,

Your everyday moments warm my heart. Your mother looks so comfortable in your warm embrace. The sparkling warmth of a summer day shines from the frame of your local artist. The warm memory of Serina at play with paints walks me through the collection of my own childrens' artworks that survive to this day. Amidala's warm heat radiates from your lap to mine. The warm love of art, Gunnar in the kitchen, the brief presences of the sun, and the oh so touching tribute to the heat of the shared love of father and daughter, set my morning to the beginning of my own radiant day.

Jada's Gigi said...

Ahh the photos...glorious as usual! Gluten free bread...its a must here in our home. I however do not have the patience to make it my self...my poor hubby is the sufferer and buys his bread at a local organic market. Who knew that wheat would prove to be such a problem for so many!