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..the daily life of a hermit and her dog ...
River Echo
September, 2010
Welcome to Oma's World.
Welcome to Oma's world: a hermitage set on a pristine lake, nestled in mountains, surrounded by trees and inhabited by Oma, Kenya (her own dog) and the dogs she looks after.
In Oma's world there is time to see, really see, the natural landscape as it changes. When she is not outside with the dogs, Oma reads, writes and watches films. She has also returned to a lost hobby, knitting, tried pottery and felting with very limited success, and produced a great deal of funky furniture over the past year or so. She also teaches occasionally at a local language school.
Since moving to the hermitage she has discovered the secret to raising healthy house plants. They have to love their environment. We all do if we are to lead happy productive lives.
This summer she tried her hand at creating a garden, and has been consumed by it to the exclusion of most other occupations.
In Oma's world there is time to see, really see, the natural landscape as it changes. When she is not outside with the dogs, Oma reads, writes and watches films. She has also returned to a lost hobby, knitting, tried pottery and felting with very limited success, and produced a great deal of funky furniture over the past year or so. She also teaches occasionally at a local language school.
Since moving to the hermitage she has discovered the secret to raising healthy house plants. They have to love their environment. We all do if we are to lead happy productive lives.
This summer she tried her hand at creating a garden, and has been consumed by it to the exclusion of most other occupations.
My Other Blogs
Kenya
My Lady of the Lake
Some of My Regular (and Occasional) Haunts
About Me
- Oma
- ... a woman who has been many women and will likely continue to metamorphose right til the end ... I have been a mother, a grandmother, a writer, a teacher, a traveler, a nomad,a hermit, a dog sitter, and a sporadic folk artist wannabe. Right now I am also a tiny-time-chef and caterer. Who knows where my travels will lead me as I travel down the final stretch of life's road?
Blogs for Writers
Followers
Something I Noticed Recently
- "A first draft is a work of construction. A seventh is the work of an artist." Barbara Kingsolver
Kenya's Sleepover Buddies
- Peach, a gentle 5 year old Lassie-type Collie
- Oberon, King of the Cat Fairies
- Corey, a 7 year old Golden Retriever
- Kitty, AKA Button, 8 weeks
- Tom Cat, 1 year old... run over November, 2010
- Olive, the 2 year old black lab
- Chelsea, the old and lumpy black lab on steroids
- Mica, the Siberian Husky
- Maggie, the two year old Berner
- Stella, the 7 month old Bernese Mountain Dog puppy
- Tango, the Ancient Sheep Dog, now deceased
- Zeke, the Nova Scotia Duck Toller, now deceased
- Henry, Marta's Golden Retriever
- Lulu, the tiny Cockapoo puppy
- Havoc, the Doberman
- Remi, Sarah's Golden Doodle
- Tango, the Golden Lab mix
- Teddy and Shea, Tammy and Carlos' dogs
- Nina, the Chocolate Lab, now re-homed because of viciousness
Blog Archive
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April
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- Just walkin' in the rain ... in all my GT finery ...
- Patch Adams
- Kenya and Oma: Vagabonds for the Summer
- Invitation
- Henry's Journal Day 12
- Russell Crowe
- Henry's Journal Day 11
- ... ready for anything now ...
- a voice from the past ...
- Overwhelmed ...
- A Beautiful Mind
- Summer on the Lake
- Henry's Journal Day 7
- What the snow left behind ...
- The lake cracked up and I missed it ...
- Before writing the memoirs ...
- 6 Word Memoirs
- Henry's Journal Day 6
- No Puppy on Thursday!
- 25 in the Shade
- First Party of the Summer
- 1 Year Old
- Boring
- Puppy Party
- Poets who write prose ...
- Henry's Journal Day 5
- Sanity and Balance
- Gift for the Birds
- Henry's Journal Day 4
- Henry's New Buddies
- Buddies
- Henry's Journal Day 3
- Signs of Spring
- Remi's Spring Stream
- Wilbur-walking
- Henry's Journal Day 2
- Springboards
- Henry's Journal Day 1
- A Hermit by Choice or Circumstance?
- Wakefield Covered Bridge April 13, 2008
- The Gatineau River in April
- More Signs of Spring
- The Fragility of Dreams
- The Dream Stream Flows Again ...
- Million Dollar Baby
- It was a dark and stormy night ...
- The mountain throws debris onto the road
- Pike Lake's outlet stream in spring
- Rocks thrown off the mountain into the lake
- Spring Movement
- Ultrasound Outing
- Last Post on the Universe
- The Unfolding of the Universe
- Spring Notes
- Havoc in My Life: a well-disguised blessing?
- Portrayals of Conflict in Africa
- Butterflies, Blue Herons and Black Squirrels
- Sitting in Mud Puddles
- Snow (Pristine and Rotting) and Water-filled Ditches
- When Spring Comes to Canada
- Our First Walk on a Mud Puddlicious Warm Spring Day
- Meeting and Greeting
- Blind Spots
- My Side of Pike Lake a Frozen Wasteland
- Map Lake April 1
- The Pike Lake Road Puddle
- Snowbank near Ryan's
- It's not spring yet on my side of the lake
- The Three Little Ones
- On Missing ...
- He makes me laugh out loud ...
- The March Fool Writes on April 1
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April
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Films I am Watching (reviewed are starred)
- Blood Diamond
- Amazing Grace
- Rosenstrasse
- The Blade Runner
- My Cousin Vinnie
What I am Reading These Days
- Through Black Spruce by Joseph Boyden
- Good to a Fault by Marina Endicott
- What They Wanted by Donna Morrissey
- Lullabies for Little Criminals by Heather o'Neill
- Merle's Door: Lessons from a Free Thinking Dog by Ted Kerasote
3 comments:
Did it crack up when you finally fell asleep?
I think it probably cracked up when it watched me trying to enter that dressage contest, but I was so fast asleep I didn't hear it giggling.
I missed the crack up of the MacKenzie River when I lived in Inuvik...I had heard it was supposed to be a most spectacular event to witness - or even to hear...massive groaning and creaking, ice breaking and heaving...but I went to bed one night and it was frozen solid and woke up the next day and it was clear...I never heard a thing!!!
I can't remmebr if I had nightmares that night!
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