Moody Monday: Vacant

Moody Monday:Vacant

"Out. Waiting!"

by

Roxane Stoner

Between Two Rain Storms

Such an interesting weather to have, to hear and to watch. The sound of the rain as it battles the windows energizes me as much as a brisk shower would. I have more sense though than to go out and brave the elements at the moment but as soon as a ray of sun and the blue sky opens up: to the park I go, grabbing Gaia and my camera and here we go. All the foliage is turning right now. Not yet at it's peak but already colorful. The rain intensifies the autumnal colors and I go through them like an intruder with my dark clothes. It is not Warren, Pennsylvania but that will do. The park is full of life, dogs and their walkers, squirrels, ducks, seagulls... The soil is covered with the leaves giving their last breath, their last heart beats, their last hurrahs. I also see future lives in the horse chestnuts, the acorns, the maple seeds with their little wings. So much to see, so much to absorb. I am walking faster to try to bring some warmth into my body. It is crisp and clean. Everything looks so defined and pure. The sun rays disappear once again, dark clouds form in the massive menacing horizon. Time to go. Home again. The sound of the rain as it battles the windows soothes me and it is time to curl up in the big chair with a throw around me and pick up that new book, don't you think?

Homeless

 Far from being on the street I am still Homeless. My things are still in storage and for how long that is a good question. I am being productive in searching for a house but we are not ready yet to make a move on any of my finds so not much hope right there. So much of who I am is packed, just as my stuff is packed. It is bad enough to be derooted from my land, family and friend, it is another to have only my memories to keep me grounded. So here I am trying to work it out with a good attitude, making this present tense not so tense. I have been spoiled most of my life and I should be content with my perfect state right now. I have been teased with this little European vacation and I want more. Greed again. Do you know how much stronger the feelings of losses are than the ones of welbeing? I do embrace the strong feelings as it is making me feel so much alive. Drama queen maybe, maybe just in love with the Drama, the Opera, the Passion, the Love with a bit L I am trying to channel them into writings and images. A bit scattered most of the time but that also illustrates who I am. An eternal romantic wondering the pages turned and turned and turned again in search of the impossible without a concrete plan nor sticking to the list.

Another Successful Trip

Well we are back at home safely after two weeks of "Marathon Traveling". The mileage was impressive but oh so worth the effort. We got to see the most wonderful people in my family. I have been blessed to be born in this part of the World. The south of France is the most beautiful place on Earth. Touring through ancient villages uplifts my spirit to great heights. The rough cut stones have been the foundation of my love for this area. Of course the bountiful vegetation with the year round blooming flowers and fruits, the sweet sent when you walk and the vistas surprising you with the blue sky and blue water of the Mediterranean sea is something that I never get tired of. Anyway the people that live there close to my heart blend in this all perfect place and so although we had to drive long hours to get there to see all that for few days my heart and body have been fulfilled with a big dose of well being.

The wedding of Martin and Dominique was the excuse for the trip so here are some of the highlight of this very special day:

Marburg here we come

After 10 hours of flight from Vancouver to Frankfurt we drove to Marburg where Curt and I visited his adoptive family in Germany. Curt's best friend Walter invited us to stay at the Rosenpark Hotel. Walter's Mother Josephina was waiting for us with three gorgeous cakes and some good strong Geman coffee. His sister Renata, her daughter Susana, his brother Mamfred and Mike another poor adopted son from the family were all there to share the feast. Such welcome! Just incredible. Josephina is an accomplish embroiderer specializing in the needlepoints of her area "Hessing".

She had to take many classes and practiced by doing exquisit work on linen that she showed me. I was amazed by what I saw. Flawless handstitching. She surprised me with a pillow cover of her creation that I am going to showcase in my house. It is just gorgeous in the most yummy tan color. I am a lucky girl. well a lucky woman since I have long passed the age of being a girl I suppose.

Anyway this morning after a very long sleepless night we had a delicious and extravagant breakfast at the hotel and went on a very much needed walk.

Up to the castle on the hill through town passing old home five six story high with elaborate facades dated from the 1500's.

The craftsmenship of the time is not lost around as they are redoing the slates roof in fish scales patterns to this day on the outside walls and the roof. What a feast (this time without any calories involved) for the eyes. The Church is also something not to be missed. The outside sandstone sculptures are so well preserved. I fell in love with the doors. The color and the hardware, and of course the scale.

Mamfred came to find us as we were having a Halfen Wisen at the terrasse of a cafe. I also had some bratwurst with Kartofen and Kraut.. A perfect combination for the beer. So off we were on our way for more to see in town. A botanical garden with a medicinal herb garden and some ancient trees. The remains of an old chapelle. Oh an a visit of Walter's office. It is located inside an old pension hotel "The Muller Haus". A large office with a beautiful two sided desk and a view of the river. Something to be proud of. Now back to the hotel for a quick nap and time to post this and then we shall have our Cake and Coffee around 4pm and dinner at 6:30 with Mamfred and his wife. What a life...

The WiggyStoner's came to call...

So Emily and Travis came over for few days last week. So fun to have some young blood in love around. So we did some going around, eating, checking, laughing, talking. It was full moon so Emily and I spent the night outside. We got to the Farmer's Market on Broadway, a little restaurant Rosewood Cafe that was to come back to often, to the Swiss for an adult beverage and a little bit of walking. So fun! Well of course I started missing them after 5mn that they were gone. Sniff!