Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

1.3.15

Goodnight


This post is dedicated to my friend, V in the UK.  I imagine her to be reading similar poems to her baby girl across the sea...

The other day my mom reminded me of one of my favourite poems from when I was little.  I read it again recently and was struck by the beautiful imagery and the rhythmic, soothing language.  I found a used copy on Amazon and I think I'll start reading it to Rudy before bed.  I'm sharing it here because it's such a favourite.


Wynken, Blynken, and Nod
Eugene Field

 Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night
   Sailed off in a wooden shoe,—
Sailed on a river of crystal light
   Into a sea of dew.
“Where are you going, and what do you wish?”
   The old moon asked the three.
“We have come to fish for the herring-fish
   That live in this beautiful sea;
   Nets of silver and gold have we,"
            Said Wynken,
            Blynken,
            And Nod.

The old moon laughed and sang a song,
   As they rocked in the wooden shoe;
And the wind that sped them all night long
   Ruffled the waves of dew;
The little stars were the herring-fish
   That lived in the beautiful sea.
“Now cast your nets wherever you wish,—
   Never afraid are we!”
   So cried the stars to the fishermen three,
            Wynken,
            Blynken,
            And Nod.

All night long their nets they threw
   To the stars in the twinkling foam,—
Then down from the skies came the wooden shoe,
   Bringing the fishermen home:
‘Twas all so pretty a sail, it seemed
   As if it could not be;
And some folk thought ‘twas a dream they’d dreamed
   Of sailing that beautiful sea;
   But I shall name you the fishermen three:
            Wynken,
            Blynken,
            And Nod.

Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes,
   And Nod is a little head,
And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies
   Is a wee one’s trundle-bed;
So shut your eyes while Mother sings
   Of wonderful sights that be,
And you shall see the beautiful things
   As you rock in the misty sea
   Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three:—
            Wynken,
            Blynken,
            And Nod.

How was your weekend?  Ours was lovely, despite Corey and Rudy both feeling a bit under the weather.  I worked a little but I took both afternoons off so we also got to focus on Rudy a lot.  It was a rare chance to see friends (We had two playdates!) and one of our friends reviewed infant CPR with us so that we can be confident when Rudy starts solid foods in a few months.  

After such a busy weekend, we are totally pooped!  Raising a baby really is a three person job.  

Tonight, we're eating soup and watching a movie before bed.  Rudy's asleep already and the dogs are grumbling at each other over who gets the bigger half of the couch...  Life is good.  Sweet dreams!

Thanks to our friend, Michael Budd for the photo.

23.12.13

Happy Holidays


I know I've been delinquent in posting for a few weeks.  What can I say?  Busy work schedules, last minute shopping, holiday parties and a bad case of the flu have all drained my time.  

The ice storm in Toronto this week has left many without power, but we were lucky enough to continue work as usual.  Now, I'm nursing a cold, trying to find a Christmas movie to watch on Netflix and teaching myself to darn socks so that I can repair a hole caused by a splinter in our floor... Not exactly exciting, but we're keeping warm and busy.

We are awaiting our bathroom window installation and I have told Corey to use it as an excuse to take a well-deserved break from the renos in the meantime.

When I look back on this past year, I know that we have so much to be thankful for.  This truly was one of those years when so many things came together and Corey and I can't believe how different this Christmas feels when compared with our last Christmas in the condo.  

In the new year, I'll be back to posting more regularly and I hope to have many wedding and renovating updates to share.  For now, I'll leave you with the poem we included in our holiday cards this year:


T'was Christmas 2012, and we longed for a house.
Still living in our condo, Corey still not my spouse.
Two years on the board, lots of work, toil and sweat,
We were determined to sell our "unsellable" condo yet!

For Corey had hammered and drilled every inch,
With a healthy reserve fund, we prayed, a deal we could clinch.
But most things worth having require some time,
It took some work, but eventually, the property ladder we climbed.

We sold and we bought... the little house of our dreams.
We began renovating, making such a good team!
We were happy as clams, our hearts full of glee,
And then Corey surprised me, by getting down on one knee.

With clients, committees, renos and a wedding to plan,
I turned to Corey and said "No more projects!  They're banned!"
But my Corey, you know that his generosity abounds,
So don't be too surprised that we're now also fostering greyhounds.

There were no vacations this year, since we're saving our cents.
Okay, that's not true.  (If you count camping in tents!)
But still, this has been our most carefree year ever.
We can't wait to update you on our next big endeavour.

And so we leave you, dear friends with our warmest of wishes:

That your year be filled with love, health, happiness and other meaningful riches.



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