67. I Love ... photocopiers

photocopiers.

I wish I had one.

Not the weeny little printer kind.

The big, honkin' REAL photocopier kind.

The kind you can make 

wonderful quality

prints 

of everything and anything.

Colour copies.

39 cents each.

In reality,

that's way cheaper than I could ever

operate my own for.

I'll just love

photocopiers

at 

Staples.

66. I Love ... our pond

I need to live by water.

I grew up by a creek

I grew up AT the creek.

Our years in Ellice township were dry.
out there in the middle of a flat field.
At the top of the agenda for moving
was that there had to be water
and some roll to the land.

The little brook
was a start.
Not enough though.
I needed more.

We put the pond in a spot
that looks like it has
always
been there.
It a natural thing.

Natural for all the things
that are drawn to it.
The birds.
The frogs.
The kids.
Me.

So much life in a tiny, tiny spot.

65. I Love ...Daisies

Fresh and crisp and simple.

White and yellow -

pretty in any colour vase.

A bouquet on a kitchen window sill

picked from the wild.

Daisies
 were my wedding flower.

Not exotic.

Not high fashion.

Basic.

Like me.

"He loves me .... He loves me .... He loves me .... "

Forget the 'not'.

64. I Love ... remembering my babies heads on my shoulder

Remembering the feel of my babies heads

upon my shoulder.

Ahhhhhhhh...

that I shall

never,

ever,

EVER

forget.

A tiny, warm, sleeping

 wee head

tucked between

my shoulder and chin.

Closing my eyes;

trying to soak it in.

Willing it

to last

a little longer.

It didn't.

It doesn't.

They were there

sleeping so peacefully

just the other day.

Needing me.

Mostly 

just me.

And then they were

gone.

Time

took them from my arms;

Out

into the world.

But I can still feel them.

They are still there.

63. I Love ... Uploading

the convenience of on-line.

Banking.

Ordering stuff.

Uploading stuff to Staples.

Brilliant.

Convenient.

Fast & easy.

Cheaper than gas

and stamps.

Cheaper too

because

I'm not tempted 

by things I didn't know

I wanted

or 

needed.

Things I don't.

They don't jump in my way

and trip me,

yelling

BUY ME! BUY ME!

when I'm

easily distracted
by the next click
and I'm
on to the
next thing.

62. I Love ... tiny vintage trailers

I want one.

It's been on my vision board

for years now.

A little Boler,

a little Trillium;

either will do.

I don't necessarily

want to drag it around anywhere.

I might.

But that's not the reason

for the obsession.

I'd be happy to park it

and just look at it.

I want to decorate it.

I want someone 

to open the door

and say

"Oh my!

How cute!"

I want to be able

to crawl into it

like a tiny little 

bubble of comfort

and possibility.

61. I Love ... Trumpet Vines

I often wonder

how long

they've covered this old house.

I often wonder

who planted them.

Every year,

back again.

Climbing,

climbing.

Curtaining the windows

from the outside.

New sprouts

on thick, ancient, gnarled

trunks.

Deep red-orange blossoms

trumpeting 

summer.

Heralding the humming birds:

"Come drink of our sweet nectar;
we have made it just for
 You."