TECHNICAL DFFCULTIES-I HAD THIS POST ALL READY TO GO, BUT FOR SOME CRAZY REASON I COULD NOT PUBLISH IT-LONG STORY SHORT, I LOST ALL OF IT EXCEPT FOR A LITTLE SNIPPET. SO, I WILL GET BACK AT IT BEFORE I FORGET TOO MUCH!!
Well, I will admit to being very frustrated this morning as I sit down to pen a new post. I am having I.T. difficulties. I always find working with my pictures that are stored on the computer a very challenging thing. They seemed to be stored in so many places and I, with my limited knowledge, have no idea how to coax them all into one place, or should I call it file or program?
I am trying to upload some pictures from my computer to my blog and I keep getting a big warning message saying the server is not supported or something crazy like that. GRRRR! I would actually hire someone to help me if only I knew where to find this helpful person.
I also feel like I might have writer’s block-I can hear you laughing!!!. I know that it has only been two weeks, but I have so much I want to say, that I find I can’t say anything at all. So, let me try to download a couple of pictures of some the favorite people in my life and perhaps keeping it light and breezy will help unstick my mind. So here we go, in no particular order of importance.
My daughter and me (thought it was time for me to make a photographic appearance, so to speak).
We were apple picking this fall at Carluke Orchards just outside of Ancaster (near Hamilton Ontario)
It is a small, family owned orchard that grows organic apples and pumpkins and has a little store where they sell home baked goodies and other things. We did not go inside the store because we had little kiddies with us who were ready to go home at this point.
Becoming a grandparent for the very first time was a very big deal for me. I am sure that it was the same for all you grandparents out there. So, becoming a grandparent for the second time was also a big deal. These two little ones add, without a doubt, a most joyous and wonderful quality to my life.
This is my granddaughter enjoying a homemade fruitsicle on the front porch of our home. Sometimes she may be tempted by a tasty looking treat that is not vegan, but I am always in awe of her understanding of what being vegan means when she supports living beings by announcing that eating them is just, “Not Nice”.
My rascally grandson, enjoying a vegan grilled cheese sandwich with cucumber on the side.
On one of my visits, we tried out a vegan restaurant in Burlington called Kindfood. You can connect with them on Twitter @kindfood.com
with his freshly cooked pot of borscht made from some of the fresh organic veggies we found in our first box from Lufa Farms. In case you have not heard of them, they are a company which grows fruit and veggies year round on rooftops in and around Montreal. I have not completed my research on their growing practices and mission statement so I don’t want to sing their praises just yet (that is for a later post), but I really like what I see so far. Check them out at montreal.lufa.com/ (sorry, my link button is not working properly so I cannot provide you the link as I would like) Here is a sneak peak of some of the goodies they offer.
Hopefully, I will post more of my family in the near future. I just need to ask them for permission to post pictures of them on my blog.
GRAMMIE ANNIE’S VEGAN VIEW
Sometimes these inspirations, ideas (whatever you want to call them) pop into my head when I least expect them. This happened the other morning when I was sitting on the sofa enjoying the peaceful beginning of a new day. I have some plants sitting on an old sewing machine table in front of the living room window.
I was noticing one plant that I had repotted recently( it had been looking sad, undernourished and was listing severely to one side).As you can see, it is now standing straight up and is covered with lush, vibrant , green foliage.
So, it occurred to me that we could look at veganism this way: The pot is the is the sacred universe in which we live, the earth is the planet on which we live, the roots of the plants represent veganism, and the beautiful thriving plant represents the health and freedom of all living beings, human and non human alike, as well as the environment in which we live. Sound too simple to be true? We will never know if we don’t all try it out.
Until next time,
May all beings be happy and free
A VEGAN AND SOME OF HER FAMILY