MORE BEES
Since I have this beedance fixation, when I first wanted to learn about eBay I decided to experiment with items about bees. I discovered little bee-jewelled bee brooches and bee pendants and bee earrings... and children's books about bees... and even a famous early 1900s bee-keeping volume by one John Lovell, whose last name is the same as that of my great-great-grandmother... and my own middle name. I also found this little hand-hooked bee rug from the newly-dubbed BeeBay. These little bees seem to be showing me their beedance directions to places only they can imagine. Or perhaps you know????
This past Monday we celebrated Canada Day... you'll notice the stamp here, proving Don Watt's flag still stands on guard for me. We're now hoping for some actual summer weather. Hope your summer is full of fireworks and bees dancing, pointing your way to refreshing victuals and nectars and more.
Wednesday, July 3, 2013
Wednesday, June 5, 2013
June 2013
If I ever made a quilt...
One would include all the bee designs I've played with over the years.
Another would be cats at windows watching the seasons.
I don't think I'm the quilting kind, tho, so Illustrator gives me the
opportunity to experiment sans thimble and avec loads of un-dos.
My quiltly interest has recently resurfaced through Arlene Sachitano's delightful cozy mysteries. They're centred around the Puget Sound area in Washington State where my parents lived when I was born. That means I lived there, too, of course, but all I know are their stories and scrapbook pix. Fortunately both are rich sources.
Arlene's books focus on quilts and the community of people who make
them. You can find them at Amazon. The books, not the quilts.
You're on your own for those.
Arlene (who quilts) and her family live in Portland, now home to
Phoebe (who weaves) and Richard (who keeps me posted
on all things internet)... Phoebe of my university days of lore
and whom Kate now calls "West Coast Mum."
Bonus: these peeps all now know each other. Arlene is mother
to David. You know, the one who has captured Kate's heart...
the one who visited here as my cherished Christmas surprise.
As Dirk Gently pointed out, it all serves to demonstrate the
fundamental interconnectedness of all phenomena in the universe.
Like quilts.
One would include all the bee designs I've played with over the years.
Another would be cats at windows watching the seasons.
I don't think I'm the quilting kind, tho, so Illustrator gives me the
opportunity to experiment sans thimble and avec loads of un-dos.
My quiltly interest has recently resurfaced through Arlene Sachitano's delightful cozy mysteries. They're centred around the Puget Sound area in Washington State where my parents lived when I was born. That means I lived there, too, of course, but all I know are their stories and scrapbook pix. Fortunately both are rich sources.
Arlene's books focus on quilts and the community of people who make
them. You can find them at Amazon. The books, not the quilts.
You're on your own for those.
Arlene (who quilts) and her family live in Portland, now home to
Phoebe (who weaves) and Richard (who keeps me posted
on all things internet)... Phoebe of my university days of lore
and whom Kate now calls "West Coast Mum."
Bonus: these peeps all now know each other. Arlene is mother
to David. You know, the one who has captured Kate's heart...
the one who visited here as my cherished Christmas surprise.
As Dirk Gently pointed out, it all serves to demonstrate the
fundamental interconnectedness of all phenomena in the universe.
Like quilts.
Sunday, May 12, 2013
May 2013
Meet Ashes.
When her human, Barbados artist Bill Grace
Moved to Isreal with his family,
Ashes took up residence with my son.
I met her when I visited Barbados in March.
She greeted me with a soft voice
And taught me how to scratch her ears
And how to rub her tummy...
And not to expect her to sit on my lap.
Ever.
She loves to bask where a breeze can reach her.
Soon we'll be looking for our own chilling places again.
Remembering past baskings and discovering new coolths,
Today I complained about chill wind, rain and hail.
I pledge to remember and not to complain In the heat to come,
But to follow Ashes' lead and
Quietly bask.
When her human, Barbados artist Bill Grace
Moved to Isreal with his family,
Ashes took up residence with my son.
I met her when I visited Barbados in March.
She greeted me with a soft voice
And taught me how to scratch her ears
And how to rub her tummy...
And not to expect her to sit on my lap.
Ever.
She loves to bask where a breeze can reach her.
Soon we'll be looking for our own chilling places again.
Remembering past baskings and discovering new coolths,
Today I complained about chill wind, rain and hail.
I pledge to remember and not to complain In the heat to come,
But to follow Ashes' lead and
Quietly bask.
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
April 2013
Since I converted to white hair
I've noticed there are times
When I'm invisible.
Not just in stores waiting for service.
Not just on the subway wishing for a seat.
It happens on sidewalks:
People just walk into me.
I'm not talking about a little brush
Of the elbow or of the shoulder.
I'm talking about full head-on impact.
I see them coming,
And if I can't step aside,
I stop in my tracks.
Sometimes I say something
Like "Head's up!" or "Watch out!"
When they notice me
They look absolutely stunned
To find me there.
My bouts of invisibility seem to last
A couple of days at a time,
Then all returns to normal.
People seem warmly
Aware of my presence
And don't step on me
Or push me aside in their
Rush to board the subway.
Last week a shiny new
Chapter unfolded:
On my trip to work
People smiled, yes,
But several strangers
Smiled extra-big smiles and
Actually said "Hello!"
One young man waved
As we approached each other
On the sidewalk. He smiled and
Said "Hello," then as we passed
He said, "Have a great day!"
I will admit I loved the attention.
Once at work, my friends
Continued the trend.
They all greeted me
With their own extra-big smiles
And extra-exuberant hellos.
Seems all I need to do
To increase my visibility
Is wear my new bright green shoes.
No foolin'!
I've noticed there are times
When I'm invisible.
Not just in stores waiting for service.
Not just on the subway wishing for a seat.
It happens on sidewalks:
People just walk into me.
I'm not talking about a little brush
Of the elbow or of the shoulder.
I'm talking about full head-on impact.
I see them coming,
And if I can't step aside,
I stop in my tracks.
Sometimes I say something
Like "Head's up!" or "Watch out!"
When they notice me
They look absolutely stunned
To find me there.
My bouts of invisibility seem to last
A couple of days at a time,
Then all returns to normal.
People seem warmly
Aware of my presence
And don't step on me
Or push me aside in their
Rush to board the subway.
Last week a shiny new
Chapter unfolded:
On my trip to work
People smiled, yes,
But several strangers
Smiled extra-big smiles and
Actually said "Hello!"
One young man waved
As we approached each other
On the sidewalk. He smiled and
Said "Hello," then as we passed
He said, "Have a great day!"
I will admit I loved the attention.
Once at work, my friends
Continued the trend.
They all greeted me
With their own extra-big smiles
And extra-exuberant hellos.
Seems all I need to do
To increase my visibility
Is wear my new bright green shoes.
No foolin'!
Friday, March 1, 2013
March 13
GPS or Buddhism?
Who?
Where?
When?
Reminder...
Go there,
But wherever...
BE HERE NOW.
Moi?
I'm at home learning epub.
I'm on my way to Barbados,
Reading epub books on my iPhone.
Now noticing distance
Below chapter headings
To first paragraph.
And how is that first paragraph
Different from the rest?
And just how much indent
Do I deem best?
I'm hanging with my son in B'dos.
We're having dins with Lisl.
And we're skype-ing with my daughter in CA.
MEANWHILE:
Chris Hadfield, floating above us,
Keeps tweeting
Amazing and glorious pix from space,
And describes all with eyes and
Voice of a poet.
I digress.
And I reflect.
Maybe it's all the same, eh?
Is this about
One tiny letter
And one almost optional period?
GPS vs. Buddhism?
or
GPS is Buddhism?
After all,
WE'RE ALL HERE NOW.
Friday, February 1, 2013
Feb 2013
Yes! Another New Year!
Traditionally the Chinese observe the lunar year, which means the new year falls on a different calendar day each year. It's the second new moon after the winter solstice. The Chinese celebrate for 15 days with different activities designated for each day. Wikipedia has it all. This year's new moon arrives on Feb. 10th and is the actual day that the Dragon's year is usurped by the Year of the Snake.
Famous people born in the Year of the Snake include Muhammad Ali, Tony Blair, Bob Dylan, Henry Fonda, Mahatma Gandhi, Greta Garbo, Dizzy Gillespie, JFK, Carole King, Mao Zedong, Pablo Picasso, Oprah Winfrey, Virginia Woolf. Anne Rice, Ann-Margret, Audrey Hepburn, Christie Brinkley, Elizabeth Hurley, Grace Kelly, Jacqueline Kennedy, Kim Basinger, Linda McCartney, Liv Tyler, Queen Elizabeth I, Sarah Michelle Gellar, Sarah Jessica Parker, Art Garfunkel, Audrey Hepburn, Dean Martin, Dorothy Parker, Paul Simon, Ben Stiller, Charlie Sheen, Charles Darwin, Martha Stewart, Pierce Brosnon, President Abraham Lincoln, Robert Downey Jr., Tim Allen, and Grace Kelly.
In Western Astrology we see any new moon as an opportunity to unlock our dreams. This Feb 10th new moon is in Aquarius. It's focus will be on innovative ideas, the future, humanitarianism, revelations and surprises... all to include the big picture, humour and warm friendships. I invite you to prepare a New Moon Wish List on the evening of the10th.
Traditionally the Chinese observe the lunar year, which means the new year falls on a different calendar day each year. It's the second new moon after the winter solstice. The Chinese celebrate for 15 days with different activities designated for each day. Wikipedia has it all. This year's new moon arrives on Feb. 10th and is the actual day that the Dragon's year is usurped by the Year of the Snake.
Famous people born in the Year of the Snake include Muhammad Ali, Tony Blair, Bob Dylan, Henry Fonda, Mahatma Gandhi, Greta Garbo, Dizzy Gillespie, JFK, Carole King, Mao Zedong, Pablo Picasso, Oprah Winfrey, Virginia Woolf. Anne Rice, Ann-Margret, Audrey Hepburn, Christie Brinkley, Elizabeth Hurley, Grace Kelly, Jacqueline Kennedy, Kim Basinger, Linda McCartney, Liv Tyler, Queen Elizabeth I, Sarah Michelle Gellar, Sarah Jessica Parker, Art Garfunkel, Audrey Hepburn, Dean Martin, Dorothy Parker, Paul Simon, Ben Stiller, Charlie Sheen, Charles Darwin, Martha Stewart, Pierce Brosnon, President Abraham Lincoln, Robert Downey Jr., Tim Allen, and Grace Kelly.
In Western Astrology we see any new moon as an opportunity to unlock our dreams. This Feb 10th new moon is in Aquarius. It's focus will be on innovative ideas, the future, humanitarianism, revelations and surprises... all to include the big picture, humour and warm friendships. I invite you to prepare a New Moon Wish List on the evening of the10th.
Monday, December 31, 2012
Jan 2013
New Year's Noren
Today's email brings news
Of academic study that posits
Doorways form some kind of
Memory barrier…
Apparently we clear our minds
Upon passage to make room
For the new.
Offers us excuse for forgetting
Why we entered a room,
Anyhow.
Noren, indigo
Split curtains from Japan,
Hang in doorway,
Custom dictates that
We bow as we pass through…
Show respect for
Place left behind
And place being entered.
Noren sway in breeze…
Ripples give visual evidence
Of our journey:
Acknowledge past
While entering future.
In my world,
Most year-end passages
Are gentle.
I drink sake from red lacquered sakazuki,
My ceremonial Japanese cup.
Three cups of three sips each:
Past, present, future
All contained within each moment
Of past, present, future.
I reflect on this science-fiction
Quality of Real Life
And
Savour
Plans for my New Year.
This year my noren
Find me in recovery mode
From bout with lingering flu.
Reflections are warped by cold meds,
Irregular sleep patterns
And strange dreams.
The planned ripple of
Kate's holiday visit was
Delightfully gusted by
Surprise arrival of her boyfriend,
David of Oakland.
My anticipation of this New Year
Includes another gust
By a visit with Peter and Lisl
In Barbados.
All this makes me realize
I might not always remember
Why I'm in this life anyhow,
But I'm determined to
Regain my drug-free clarity
And enjoy the ripples...
And the gusts...
As they present themselves.
You?
Bette Forester
Toronto
31 Dec 2012
Today's email brings news
Of academic study that posits
Doorways form some kind of
Memory barrier…
Apparently we clear our minds
Upon passage to make room
For the new.
Offers us excuse for forgetting
Why we entered a room,
Anyhow.
Noren, indigo
Split curtains from Japan,
Hang in doorway,
Custom dictates that
We bow as we pass through…
Show respect for
Place left behind
And place being entered.
Noren sway in breeze…
Ripples give visual evidence
Of our journey:
Acknowledge past
While entering future.
In my world,
Most year-end passages
Are gentle.
I drink sake from red lacquered sakazuki,
My ceremonial Japanese cup.
Three cups of three sips each:
Past, present, future
All contained within each moment
Of past, present, future.
I reflect on this science-fiction
Quality of Real Life
And
Savour
Plans for my New Year.
This year my noren
Find me in recovery mode
From bout with lingering flu.
Reflections are warped by cold meds,
Irregular sleep patterns
And strange dreams.
The planned ripple of
Kate's holiday visit was
Delightfully gusted by
Surprise arrival of her boyfriend,
David of Oakland.
My anticipation of this New Year
Includes another gust
By a visit with Peter and Lisl
In Barbados.
All this makes me realize
I might not always remember
Why I'm in this life anyhow,
But I'm determined to
Regain my drug-free clarity
And enjoy the ripples...
And the gusts...
As they present themselves.
You?
Bette Forester
Toronto
31 Dec 2012
Monday, December 3, 2012
Dec 2012
Sweet memories...
The end of the year is always the time for reflection. My inbox finds itself bursting with best-of-2012 lists. I find, too, I'm reflecting on multiple years. For instance: while previously sporadic, with this month's addition, my archives show a full eleven years of my Beedance calendars. It's true. Go look.
AND... almost 33 years ago, a tiny Dr. Kate learned to stand on our sofa, lean against its back and watch the world through our front window. Susan, my friend whom Kate now calls her New York mum, sat with her this day and Kate monitored the world as Susan drew her.
While you're reflecting on your end-of-year lists and memories, enjoy decorating your tree and munching Santa's cookies and milk.
See you next year!
The end of the year is always the time for reflection. My inbox finds itself bursting with best-of-2012 lists. I find, too, I'm reflecting on multiple years. For instance: while previously sporadic, with this month's addition, my archives show a full eleven years of my Beedance calendars. It's true. Go look.
AND... almost 33 years ago, a tiny Dr. Kate learned to stand on our sofa, lean against its back and watch the world through our front window. Susan, my friend whom Kate now calls her New York mum, sat with her this day and Kate monitored the world as Susan drew her.
While you're reflecting on your end-of-year lists and memories, enjoy decorating your tree and munching Santa's cookies and milk.
See you next year!
Thursday, November 1, 2012
Nov 2012
Back to the gentle part of this season's weather.
Here's a lone leaf to mark the month of remembrances. Remember your hat and gloves. Remember to stop saving time and start wasting it again: put your clocks back this weekend. If you're in the US, please remember to vote.
AND, as usual in November, I invite you to remember Kurt Vonnegut on his November 11th birthday. Kindle's been offering many of his books at discount. Go grab one this month.
This little leaf was in Barcelona and comes to me via my designer friend Dennis who noticed these delightful tiles on his recent trip. Look what one single good design can do when it's rotated and repeated... proving that variety isn't the only spice of life.
Here's a lone leaf to mark the month of remembrances. Remember your hat and gloves. Remember to stop saving time and start wasting it again: put your clocks back this weekend. If you're in the US, please remember to vote.
AND, as usual in November, I invite you to remember Kurt Vonnegut on his November 11th birthday. Kindle's been offering many of his books at discount. Go grab one this month.
This little leaf was in Barcelona and comes to me via my designer friend Dennis who noticed these delightful tiles on his recent trip. Look what one single good design can do when it's rotated and repeated... proving that variety isn't the only spice of life.
Sunday, September 30, 2012
Oct 2012
Remember when Kate & Peter ran the San Francisco marathon?
Approaching Kate's place in Berkeley after the race, Peter caught Kate atop a chair, searching her tall cupboard for celebratory wine and glasses.
I like extending their celebration... and recognizing there's a little intimation of Halloween afoot here!
Monday, September 3, 2012
Sep 2012
Is Summer here to stay?
Labour Day seems to mark the end of summer... at least it's the end of white shoes, if you're my age. The heat and humidity continue here, though, and make it difficult to imagine anything except sweat and patios.
This weekend I was in Stratford watching my grandsons play some heroic baseball. Stratford, a picturesque small town west of Toronto, is the home of the famous Stratford Shakespeare Festival (http://www.stratfordfestival.ca/).
Driving about after the game, I espied this evidence that change could indeed be on the way... as the bard, himself, asked:O, how shall summer's honey breath hold out
Against the wreckful siege of battering days...
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Aug 2012
These days it’s all about bringing home the gold.
I think we all get excited watching Olympic athletes. All these talented and committed people who make a habit of doing impossible things everyday. I smile with pride at sharing humanity with them.
My own two kids have also made it their habits to do many impossible things. Witness last month’s San Francisco Marathon. Peter came from his home in Barbados to visit Kate in Berkeley. They had agreed to run: he, the full marathon, and Kate, the half marathon.
The first part of the amazing route includes crossing the Golden Gate Bridge, then turning about and recrossing it going the other way. Kate reported on her facebook page: “the best part of the run was spotting my brother and giving him a high five as we passed each other on the bridge.”
Peter finished in 4:23:52. Kate finished in 2:21:23. I’ve put their medals below over the pic I took of the bridge when I visited there a few years ago. Again, I get to share in the impossible. I’m smiling.
Thursday, July 5, 2012
July 2012
Am I addicted to pink flowers?
Well they're not namby-pamby pink, are they?
They're each radiantly brave in their own way.
The lotus must sink its roots into messy mud at the bottom of its pond. From that base it draws its strength and creates glorious blooms AND at the same time produces seeds that guarantees its future.
Orchids thrive with their roots hanging out in the air, attached to trees or rocks or fences. Their whole being is involved in each breeze.. in each ray of sunshine and in each drop of rain and dew. They suck it all up and make exotic blooms in clumps. Sort of like rock bands, each individual enhances the others.
See? The lotus and the orchid show me 2 ways to be in the world: examples of ways to become the best I can be. Guess addiction to this pink power is okay with me.
Friday, June 1, 2012
June 2012
See a theme developing here?
Last month's calendar inspired quite a number of delightful responses from you guys. This from Susan—whom Kate calls her New York mum—a memory of a trip to China. I'm lucky to know people who travel AND take great pix.
Looks like the lesson of growth and renewal has taken glorious root.
Last month's calendar inspired quite a number of delightful responses from you guys. This from Susan—whom Kate calls her New York mum—a memory of a trip to China. I'm lucky to know people who travel AND take great pix.
Looks like the lesson of growth and renewal has taken glorious root.
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
May 2012
Another look at April showers and May flowers...
wih the lotus it all happens at once
Roots entwine
in mud
rich from life
now long past
Blooms unfold
radiant faces
reflect sun
glorify today
Seeds offer
new life
and hope
for future
Simultaneous
cause
and effect
Lotus.
_____
Thanks to Edward Rajewski for this glorious image from his recent trip to Thailand. Look at those big heavy seed pods among all the blooms, somehow all balancing on long stems and floating leaves.
Thanks to Edward Rajewski for this glorious image from his recent trip to Thailand. Look at those big heavy seed pods among all the blooms, somehow all balancing on long stems and floating leaves.
Monday, April 2, 2012
Apr 2012
Foolishness...
Well Google seems to have
won the day announcing new Morse code tapping for mobile gmail... Google
Maps announced a retro graphics option... and the landing page of
Chinese Google offered an interactive seascape with swimming fish and
falling coins and treasure chests. Seems some cultures refer to the day
as April Fish Day.My own offering is more of a test of perception than of foolery. Is it a moonscape? a map of the stars? Is the circle an innie or an outie? a pool or a lump?
Well, I'm not trying to fool you, but to show you a detail of one of my fave Noguchi basalt sculptures. I love these carvings for their shapes and even more for their surface textures.
Hope you enjoy pondering this month.
Also remember to pack your bumbershoot for all those April showers.
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Mar 2012
Sending my kids out to play...
From the time they were little
I loved meeting Peter's and Kate's playmates.
They each proved through those early and subsequent friendships
That they know how to value and enjoy
And share their lives with
Some of the nicest and most talented people
On the planet.
They both play well with others.
This painting is another of my kids.
I painted it here in Toronto
As memory of one of my favourite places
In San Antonio, Texas: the Spanish Governor's Palace.
It now lives with Peter in Barbados
And has been making friends of its own, too.
Look! Peter says this little green lizard
Hangs out around my painting. Seems they're buds.
My colourful painting also plays well with a colourful other.
If you want to see the whole thing,
I used it for my Sept 2004 calendar.
You'll find it in these calendar archives
From the time they were little
I loved meeting Peter's and Kate's playmates.
They each proved through those early and subsequent friendships
That they know how to value and enjoy
And share their lives with
Some of the nicest and most talented people
On the planet.
They both play well with others.
This painting is another of my kids.
I painted it here in Toronto
As memory of one of my favourite places
In San Antonio, Texas: the Spanish Governor's Palace.
It now lives with Peter in Barbados
And has been making friends of its own, too.
Look! Peter says this little green lizard
Hangs out around my painting. Seems they're buds.
My colourful painting also plays well with a colourful other.
If you want to see the whole thing,
I used it for my Sept 2004 calendar.
You'll find it in these calendar archives
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Feb 2012
Red Letter Day...
for two bees,or not two bees.
that might be the question.
whether tis nobler
in the mind,
or in the mouth,
to savour the bittersweet
alone or to find another
who can share
such outrageous fortune.
Sunday, January 22, 2012
Chinese New Year 2012
Chinese New Year happens the second new moon after the winter solstice. It's that new moon time again: the year of the Black Water Dragon (that's a water dragon that's black, instead of a dragon that lives in black water). I thank Veer for this illustration. Go here to see Neil Gaiman's rendition.
All new moons give us the opportunity to renew our commitments to ourselves. Certainly this inventive Aquarius new moon bodes well for exciting new beginnings and enlivening breakthroughs. Surprising events await us and unexpected epiphanies that will come to us as a result of keeping our eyes wide open. Make this a month—and a year—to remember!
All new moons give us the opportunity to renew our commitments to ourselves. Certainly this inventive Aquarius new moon bodes well for exciting new beginnings and enlivening breakthroughs. Surprising events await us and unexpected epiphanies that will come to us as a result of keeping our eyes wide open. Make this a month—and a year—to remember!
Sunday, January 1, 2012
Jan 2012
Season's Greetings!
This instead
Of recently-made-old
Merry Christmas
and
Happy Hanukkah
and maybe even
Happy Kwanzaa.
But,
Tis the Season,
Eh?
We're ready to celebrate,
and to invite
Our friends to celebrate…
and we include
Their own celebrations
In our well-wishing.
Inclusive is us.
Season's Greetings.
Whatever.
What ever
Are we all celebrating?
Eight days of candles?
Light of liberation and dedication.
Birth of a saviour?
Light of redemption and hope.
African roots, fruits, harvest?
Light of identity and past-into-present..
Tis the Season
Of renewal of All Light.
Tis the Season
Of relinquishing Darkness
To lengthening Days...
Of the return of Light
Bit by bit.
The return of Light.
Light of renewal.
Ah!!!
Season's Greetings
and
Happy New Light.
Have a shiny & sparkling year.
Renew yourself
and
Your library books.
Bette Forester
Toronto
31 Dec 2011
This instead
Of recently-made-old
Merry Christmas
and
Happy Hanukkah
and maybe even
Happy Kwanzaa.
But,
Tis the Season,
Eh?
We're ready to celebrate,
and to invite
Our friends to celebrate…
and we include
Their own celebrations
In our well-wishing.
Inclusive is us.
Season's Greetings.
Whatever.
What ever
Are we all celebrating?
Eight days of candles?
Light of liberation and dedication.
Birth of a saviour?
Light of redemption and hope.
African roots, fruits, harvest?
Light of identity and past-into-present..
Tis the Season
Of renewal of All Light.
Tis the Season
Of relinquishing Darkness
To lengthening Days...
Of the return of Light
Bit by bit.
The return of Light.
Light of renewal.
Ah!!!
Season's Greetings
and
Happy New Light.
Have a shiny & sparkling year.
Renew yourself
and
Your library books.
Bette Forester
Toronto
31 Dec 2011
Thank you Phoebe for this rainy Portland 5th Day of Christmas image...
and thank you Neil Gaiman for this benediction for a new year:
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