Yesterday I was unable to walk in the morning as it was raining when I woke up. I missed being outside but I knew, according to the weather forecast, that I would be able to walk today. I took my usual route which allows me to achieve my goal of 10 000 steps.
I passed by a house that has not showcased any flowers up until now and I could not help but admire the beauty of the flowers that had recently opened up. The colour stands out to me as it is my favourite, and the flower is always impressive.
I look forward to seeing these flowers again on my next walk. I hope their beauty is on display for a couple of weeks.
One of the habits that I have adopted since the isolation period due to COVID-19 has been walking most days for an hour in my neighbourhood. My reasons for walking are two-fold: for exercise and for my mental health. I have found that going outside for a walk has helped me with the cabin-fever I was experiencing, as well as my feelings of sadness.
What I currently enjoy on my walks are the beautiful flowers that are blossoming everywhere – on the trees and in gardens everywhere. Their pollen does affect my hay fever but seeing their beauty encourages me to brush aside my discomfort.
Despite some windy days that we have had, many of the small blossoms are still tightly packed between green leaves. I am pleased with that because seeing the small flowers do add plenty of joy to my walk.
Seeing these blossoms this morning made me smile once again – so much so that I had to share their beauty with you. 🙂
Last weekend families in many parts of the world celebrated Mother’s Day. To be honest, the day was similar to what I have experienced since we were asked to stay at home. This year we could not go out, and my family could not go shopping for flowers and treats. My daughters, however, did not let the day go by without giving me the gifts that they had made for me.
My youngest drew a picture of me reading on the sofa – a sight that is frequently seen in my home. In addition, she animated it (I am unable to post the animated version here). Her digital portrait of me still makes me smile. I love it so much that it is my new profile picture for my Instagram account. 🙂
Yesterday I chose to go another route for my morning walk and I came upon this beautiful addition to someone’s garden. The owners of the home have been working on some rock art during their time of social isolation.
The colour of the rocks and stones attracted my eye, as did the patterns and the sayings that had been painted on the larger stones.
I could not help but smile at the rhyming phrases.
What has made you smile the past week of social isolation?
During the past week, my students have been playing with tangrams – I have given them the opportunity to copy patterns and images that I have printed out on numerous cards. They love moving the shapes to create different things and spent the 20 minutes set aside for the task actively engaged in in the activity. At the end of last week, I gave them the opportunity to create their own images which they did so with confidence.
Yesterday was the chance for them to show me what they could do. Using a pair of scissors, they cut out the tangrams, placed the shapes to create an image, and then glued the pieces onto a new sheet of paper. Thereafter, they coloured in their image and, using the sentence up on the board as a guide, they wrote down what they had created.
The response of one student made me smile: “J’ai construit Mme Kook-Chun qui fait le Zumba avec les tangrams.” (I made Madame Kook-chun who is doing Zumba with the tangrams).
I smiled for so many reasons: she knows my love of Zumba, she placed the pieces accurately, and her inserted phrase was written perfectly! This is a response that I will definitely be keeping a copy of. 😀
As Monday was a public holiday, this weekend was a long weekend. I took the time to take things slowly, relax and read, and visit my cousin whom I hadn’t seen for about 3 months.
When I arrived, the tea things had been set out. The burning candle added to the scent of the cozy atmosphere as we settled down to chat. The hours flew by quickly as we caught up on our news and spoke about whatever came to mind. The tea was good and the conversation interesting. I left at the end of the visit with a smile on my face.
Each year, my students hand me cards for Valentine’s Day. My favourites are always the homemade cards with a personalized message inside. This year, I received one that I will have to keep.
I have a binder filled with cards that I have received in the past from my own children as well as the children I have thought. Looking through them always makes me smile and this card will be an added smile.
Did you receive any homemade cards this Valentine’s Day?
Do you remember Cheri Lucas Rowlands? I remember reading articles published on behalf of WordPress written by her. She may have even taken part in the WordPress photo challenge (I do miss that one!). I received an email from her last week saying that she would like to share one of my images on social media. I was quite excited as it is quite a feat to be noticed amongst the many articles that are published on blogs each day.
My photo was published on Instagram on Saturday.
I was a little disappointed that I did not get any extra traffic on my blog – nor on my Instagram account. Once again, I wished that links can be inserted on Instagram so that people could use them to visit my blog.
Despite my disappointment, knowing that my photo and post had received attention did make me smile.
By mid-morning on Saturday, the weather looked awful. A mix of rain and snow was falling and the temperature was slowly plummeting. However, the weather did not prevent my daughter and I from going out as we had been lucky enough to get tickets to attend the Pop Up event organised by Amanda Rach Lee, a popular YouTuber who shares videos on bullet journaling.
When we arrived, the snow falling was wet and we were lucky enough to be the penultimate group of people who joined the line inside the building. The line outside of the building went on a bit down the street. I felt sorry for the people standing under their umbrellas in the cold and wet.
I noticed that not only were there girls my daughter’s age or a little older attending, but also young girls of 10 to 12 years old. The people my age were the moms accompanying their children. Unlike me, they did not line up to meet Amanda and have her sign their personal bullet journal.
Amanda was so personable as she greeted each fan. Even though she is wildly popular ( with 1.68 million subscribers), she was humble and friendly towards each person she greeted.
After greeting Amanda and having our bullet journal signed, my daughter and I joined the line to get our bubble tea and snack. We grabbed a seat and, after eating, spent a little time doodling.
On Sunday I decided to make a memory page of the event. I used the pens that we had received as a gift and the two strips of washi tape that I had brought home with me.
I really enjoyed the occasion. Not only was it mother-daughter time, but I also got to go to an event of a young person who inspires so many.
This weekend I did something that I haven’t done in a few years: I sat at the dining room table with my daughters while working on a project. My youngest started bullet journaling earlier this year and I loved how she has created her own planner with a creative flair. The concept of journaling appeals to me as each planner I have tried does not quite suit my needs.
My intention had been to start my own bullet journal in the beginning of 2020 and have been watching plenty of YouTube videos for inspiration. Last week, however, I decided to begin for this month – why wait? So on Saturday I picked up my pencil and started planning my first ever page. The music was playing and my girls were chatting to me. There was a very festive air around the table while we were drawing and counting.
I love the way my first pages turned out. And even though I made errors, I see these as being a part of the journaling experience. The bonus? It was definitely spending time with my teenage girls, listening to their choice of music and swapping anecdotes. We were all smiling the entire time. 😀