Sunday, December 4, 2011

Ties

Whatzit?
I've got a bit of a thing for ties. Actually I have kind of a ridiculous amount of neck nooses - I think 35 at last count.  For years I worked in positions that did not require ties, and now that I teach every day, I seem to be making up for lost time.  And of course the kids tend to really like the wacky ones.

Loaded
The whole shebang
The musical ones
The paisleys
Geometrics
More geometrics
The Christmas collection
And the various accessories to keep them in place.  The tie necklace as my student prefer to call the chain is my favourite and the most functional, although the fake diamond stud at the bottom right that was Dad's is always a good conversation starter.

The Daily Quest

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Answer to Yesterday's Puzzle:  Forgive and forget

Today's Puzzle:
Silhouettes

What common object is the following silhouette?
 


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Saturday, December 3, 2011

Whittaker, The Ice Storm Baby

I realize that I have given blog time to our two young cats over the year, and completely ignored our shy old laddie. Best to rectify that situation before the year is out.

We always call Whittaker our ice storm kitty.  We got him in the summer after the ice storm of 1998.  The girls won a parade competition at the Dunchurch Fall Fair, and determined with their winnings to get another kitten.  They and the missus proudly came home one day with a new pet shop purchase.  Tessie our old cat, had become quite accustomed to being an only cat.  The intrusion of this youngster in her world, I'm sure was far more than she desired.  But he endeavoured in every way to keep her young, chasing her, stealing her food and her favourite sleeping spots.  Tessie in her usual long suffering fashion, put up with him and turned him into a decent adult cat.
 
Whittaker in his most lecherous of positions.  Tessie, as was her nature, tolerating his silliness.



Astride the reindeer.

Copycats - that's Wesley our new boy on the left.  It's now his job to keep Whittaker young.
Whittaker does have one most annoying trait - he's a recreational puker and has been all his life.  Not the hairball kind, just freshly eaten food, regurgitated for approval.  I'm thinking is some way, it hearkens back to the instincts of the mouser of yore, who laid his bounty at the feet of the master.  For some reason, yours truly seems to be the one who discovers it first.  And I do note that it is often on my side of the bed - I feel so special.

The old boy is in his fourteenth year and is definitely somewhat (can you really put those two words legitimately side by side?) in decline.  He is thinner this fall than in the past, and I note his usually neat tuxedo is getting a little dull and tattered looking.  As well, I fear a cataract is developing in his left eye.  However our geriatric cat does take care of himself, and I suspect he'll be around a few more years to keep us company.  Perhaps he'll be able to turn Wesley into a decent adult too - though quite an undertaking, I'm thinking.

The Daily Quest

This is a new daily feature on The Musical Gardener blog. Below is a question, or puzzle that will change day by day. Do not use the comment section of the blog for your answer.

Answer to Yesterday's Puzzle:  Three hands on a clock

Today's Puzzle:
Whatzit

What word or phrase is represented in the following whatzit?
 
Give   get
Get     give
Give   get
Get    give
 
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And that is about all I have to say for today.

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Friday, December 2, 2011

Granny And Grandpy

One hundred and thirty four years ago today, my grandfather entered the world.  His claim to fame is that he was the first white child born in Hagerman/Croft townships, part of Parry Sound district, which only opened up for settlement in the late 1870's. Grandpa was a farmer and lumberman.  He ran a sawmill for many years in the village of Dunchurch.  Of course this was long before my time.  What I remember of my grandfather is that he was a very deaf old man, and kind of crochetty to boot.  But then he really was an old man - he died at 97, and I would only recall him in his nineties.  Yes if you are doing the math, I'm the descendent of a couple looonnng generations.  Dad was 43 when I was born, and Grandpa was 42 when Dad arrived.

My Grandfather John Hosick 1877 - 1974

Granny Hosick - Mary (Minnie Cooper)
Granny and Grandpy at my parent's wedding in 1947
Grandpy fishing with a faithful companion.
Granny in later years.  Unfortunately I do not remember my grandmother, she died when I was three.  I think I vaguely remember something about her funeral.  What I do remember is that my sister inherited a little china dog from her and I wanted it!
50th anniversary - although this one is a bit of a mystery.  Family legend always said that Grandpa was at the huntcamp for their 50th, and either forgot or never bothered to come for the celebration.
The old folks at home.

The Daily Quest

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Answer to Yesterday's Puzzle:  a) Abraham Lincoln

Today's Puzzle:
Riddle

Three brothers share a family sport:
A non-stop marathon
The oldest one is fat and short
And trudges slowly on
The middle brother's tall and slim
And keeps a steady pace
The youngest runs just like the wind,
A-speeding through the race
"He's young in years, we let him run,"
The other brothers say
"'Cause though he's surely number one,
He's second, in a way."

Who are the brothers?

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Thursday, December 1, 2011

Christmas Cards

The missus and I started a silly little tradition the year we were married.  We painted our own personal Christmas cards to mail out to friends and family.  And then as if that wasn't enough effort, we started writing a long poem, detailing the events that occurred to us throughout the year.

Silly, silly, silly!  What were we thinking?  That first year it was probably only a few dozen cards.  Over the years our list has grown to about 80 recipients.  So now you know what the Musical Gardener and his Missus do in their spare moments in the month of November. What were we thinking?

The first edition

Spray paint, negative stencil and watercolour

B/W photocopies, slapdash watercolour - not our finest!

The first one to incorporate photos into the painting.
Coloured pencil



Last year on the farm
First year, new house 2008
This years cover - a compilation
No it is not an actual painting this year. 2011 ready to envelope and mail.

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The Daily Quest

This is a new daily feature on The Musical Gardener blog. Below is a question, or puzzle that will change day by day. Do not use the comment section of the blog for your answer.

Answer to Yesterday's Puzzle: HATE, HAVE, HIVE, LIVE, LOVE

Today's Puzzle:
GARDENING QUOTES
All my life, I have tried to pluck a thistle and plant a flower whenever the flower would grow in thought and mind.



Who is responsible for this gardening gem?



a) Abraham Lincoln
b) Benjamin Franklin
c) George Washington
d) Martin Luther King


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