|Dahlia, possibly Cobequid Frosty, drawing by Sarah "Sallie" Thayer, 2011|
Dahlias are a group of flowering tuberous-rooted plants that belong to the aster/daisy family of plants. Dahlias have been hybridized extensively, and there are now more than 20,000 cultivars of this showy Central and South American native plant. Flowers range in size from as small as 2 inches wide to as large as 10 inches wide. Colors come in pinks, white, reds, orange and purple and combinations of all of these.
The original plants were native to Mexico, Central America and Columbia. The Aztecs gathered and cultivated the dahlia for food, ceremonies, as well as decorative purposes, and the long woody stem of one variety was used for small pipes. The dahlia is named after Swedish 18th-century botanist Anders Dahl. The dahlia is also known as Tenjikubotan (天竺牡丹) in Japanese, which literally means 'Peony of India'. According to the Japanese language of flowers, it means 'good taste'.
Because there are so many cultivars, I am unsure of the name of this one. I know it is of the "cactus" variety of Dahlias and while searching through the many photos of cactus-type Dahlias, I found one that looks absolutely similar by the name of Cobequid Frosty. If anyone out there happens to know exactly which cultivar this is, please make a comment or send me an email. Thanks.
|Dahlia, possibly Cobequid Frosty, drawing by Sarah "Sallie" Thayer, 2011 [solarization effect]|
|Dahlia, possibly Cobequid Frosty, drawing by Sarah "Sallie" Thayer, 2011 [hue inversion effect]|
FAMILY & FRIENDS -- BIRTHDAYS during one week in October
There are four men in my life who have birthdays over this 7 day period in October -- two are family and two are friends. So, I am thinking of them all very much at this time and keeping them in my prayers. I decided to choose a photo that I feel is representative of each person. Let me tell you why I chose each of these particular photos/drawings.
|Well, I guess he hasn't been taught to read yet!|
|The priest -- at the centre of our faith|
|Virginia snow storm of 2009 -- even the fire engine is snowed in!|
|Cat: "What a lovely warm place to sleep" |
Horse: "I'll wait until he falls asleep then stand up suddenly!"
And so goes the happy life on the family farm...
I wish each one of them a very happy birthday and pray that God will bless each one of them in wonderful ways through the year ahead.
SUKI AND SALLIE
|Is she waiting for the waters to move or what?|
I have decided that Suki may need to see the cat psychiatrist!
Ever since she came home with me almost 2 years ago, she has been fascinated by the toilet. I don't know what she expects to happen, but she is irresistibly drawn to that white porcelain chair.
Suki can be sound asleep somewhere -- the type of sleep that should I call her, rattle her food dish, knock on the front door as though someone has arrived, whatever, she will not be moved. Yet, all I have to do is pour some wash water into the toilet and here she comes -- flying into the bathroom like a wild creature -- leaping up onto the stool next to the toilet and watching what I am doing with an almost absolute fixation.
I have asked her about this toilet business a number of time, but she refuses to talk to me about it which is why I was thinking about the cat psychiatrist -- maybe they would know some tricks for getting her to open up about all this business. Perhaps she suffered some sort of toilet trauma during the first year of her life before I met her.
When she first moved in with me and I observed this fixation on the toilet, I was hopeful that she was interested in learning to use the people toilet rather than the sandbox. No such luck. Rather she just comes running with the need to check everything out -- almost like it is her possession and she must keep a constant watch over it. Strange, very strange.
As for me, I am continuing to do reasonably well. My face is almost completely healed now -- just a wee bit of bruising left. Thanks be to God, I haven't fallen now for almost 6 weeks. I have come very close to falling, but have either been sitting when I passed out or holding on tightly to my walker or a piece of furniture which I was able to grab onto as I started to fall, regaining awareness at that very moment. Thank you for all your prayers.
As all of you know who reside in Ontario, we had an incredibly beautiful long Thanksgiving weekend -- a true Indian Summer as we used to call it. People were out on the beaches in the swimsuits, sitting in the sun (I hope they had lots of sun screen on) or playing beach volleyball.
I had a good visit with Patrick and Vivian on Sunday, but otherwise, my weekend was pleasantly quiet. I managed to get to the gym a couple of times and enjoy the sunshine and warm temperatures. Now, however, I am ready for more typical fall weather. I really like the crisp, cool days with a bit of a wind blowing the leaves around so that they make that lovely noise. I love the brilliant blue of the autumn sky which makes the perfect frame for the Maple trees and their glowing leaves of red and gold. Are you able to guess that this is my favourite season of the year?
The little cat picture with the writing underneath is a bit of foolishness that a friend sent to me today. I like the photo and my perverse sense of humour delights in what is written underneath the photo!
May the peace of God be with us all.