Mostly About My Newsletter

Hi,

I'm just stopping around to make a few
comments tonight. I had intended to go
walking, but the rain continues here on
the south shore of Nova Scotia.

I spent part of today working on the next
issue of the Natural Healing Talk ezine.
I felt terrible at having to end the old
mailing list. However, I just couldn't
continue the torture of mailing out the
newsletter from my computer with a dial-up
connection. Simply torturous! I was never
certain whether they were all delivered,
as there were occasions when I would
disconnect during the delivery process.

So, if anyone reading this blog post,
received a special notice with your last
newsletter concerning the old mailing list,
it means you are on that list. It would
be great if you'd surf on over to the
Natural Healing Talk website and
subscribe to the new list. I've had some
subscribers move over already, and that's
great! It's double opt-in, so you'll receive
an email notice asking you to confirm
your subscription. I have to do this to
comply with anti-spam regulations.

Anyhow, now I must go and have a cup of
tea. I'll return, soon, with another post.

All the best,
Laurie

Walking With A Clear Night Sky

Hi,

I had a pleasant walk tonight. The temperature
has cooled down, and is perfect for walking.

I left the house at 11:40 and walked straight
into the darkness of the old mines road. I had
intended to walk at a steady pace, allowing my
eyes to adjust to whatever light was available.
To my surprise, the outline of the road was
quite clear, while the stars were a canopy of
light in the sky.

I saw Venus to the west. It is quite large and
bright, which indicates that it is closer to the
Earth than at other periods during the year. I
felt so grateful to see the night sky, unimpeded
by urban lights, in the year of 2007. Imagine!
Except for the power line, I might have been
walking in the year 1900, or 1850, for that
matter.

I felt famished when I arrived home. So, I made
myself a couple slices of toast with butter and
apricot jam. Delicious! Now, I have tea brewing
on the stove, which I intend to sip while I check
my email and do a few things online.

All the best to everyone!
Laurie

Rain, Wind and Romance

Hi,

It's a wild night here on the south shore
of Nova Scotia. I wanted to go walking, but
that's out of the question, especially when
the gusts of wind and rain arrive in all
their fury.

So, instead, I made myself a cup of tea and
went into the porch where I could hear the
full effects of the storm. As I sipped my tea
and closed my eyes to focus on the elements,
my mind was carried to the tall pine trees
across the field. I heard the wind playing
through pine needles, and felt the rain
against my face, until I returned, suddenly,
to my seat in the porch, as a gust of wind
rattled the screen door.

So, I sat there, sipping tea and listening to
the rain . . . romancing the rain, I should
say:) I've called this activity romancing
the rain since last year. It's a delightful
way to spend part of a Monday evening. Well,
it really isn't evening any longer, although
my evenings tend to carry on rather late:)

Do you like the title to this post? I think
it's rather catchy;) I hope you weren't
expecting a romantic short story. My apology.

In any event, I must leave now, make myself
a second cup of tea, and return to the
romance. The rain's calling . . . she's so
beautiful!

Until next time,
Laurie

An Encounter With A Fox

Hi,

Well, those of you who follow this blog regularly,
probably remember the post referring to my encounter
with a fox on the old mines road. We kind of looked
at each other, then went our separate ways.

I had another encounter with that fox this morning
-- at least I think it was the same fox. We always
seem to be coming towards each other, initially. On
this occasion, I was walking over my field when I saw
the fox trotting my way, looking about for field mice,
I suppose.

That fox really didn't seem the least bit concerned
about me, as it stopped to investigate a small area
of tall, dry grass, and bayberry bushes.

I watched the fox.

The fox watched the grass and bushes.

I waved at the fox.

The fox sniffed about the grass and bushes.

I called out, "Howdy, partner!"

Well, that fox turned on its heels and ran towards
the forest, with its beautiful tail straight out in
the rear!

On another note, I later went to the area where I had
that delightful experience with the birds and peepers,
last week. I'm referring to the post I made on May 26th.
I took a photo of the place and posted it below. Enjoy!

Bye for now,
Laurie

My 100th Post!

Hi,

Guess what! This is my 100th post! Wow! I think
I need a drink of tequila or mescal;) After all,
they do call me "the plant man".

Well, a friend of mine has a new blog called,
Pixieslane. You might enjoy checking it out!
It's nice to see Pixie making the move into the
magical world of blogging.

On another note, I was out walking early this
evening. It was overcast but a nice temperature
for walking. I felt the occasional rain drop, and
a loon was giving a haunting call from far out
on Minamkeak Lake.

In Mi'kmaq legends, the loon is Glooscap's
messenger. Glooscap is a culture hero to the
Mi'kmaq people. In some respects, you could
call him a great warrior and shaman with magical
powers.

Best wishes to everyone, and have a good
Wednesday!

Bye now,
Laurie

p.s. Well, I just noticed that the "Archives" of
my blog posts is only crediting me with 98 posts.
The "Blogger Dashboard" gives me 100 posts. I
don't know which is correct? Oh well, let's go
with the higher number:)

An Early Evening Romance With Mother Nature

Hi

This evening, I went walking at dusk, rather
than late at night. For one thing, it was overcast,
so I realized I wouldn't have the full benefit of
the moon, if I waited to go walking later in the
evening.

It was delightful. Mother Nature was at her
best, romancing me as I walked contentedly
along the road. Life seemed so simple and
pleasant. Indeed, it was as if I were walking
an old country road in the 1890s or in about
that period.

For the first time in months, I felt like Walt
Whitman, or Ralph Emerson, or some other
follower of the transcendentalist philosophy.
At one point, I was treated to a symphony of
sound, as the forest burst forth with birds of
various song, and frogs peeped joyously at
my passing through their sanctuary.

You might laugh at what I'm about to say, but
having passed through that place, I turned and
went back again, passing through there four
times before continuing on my way.

Later, lightning flashed to the west, thunder
rumbled, and a light sprinkling of rain overtook
me. I didn't care. I just kept walking through it
all.

I think that when I go to bed tonight, I shall lie
there for a spell, and mentally walk through that
sanctuary one more time.

All the best!
Laurie