What’s Past is Present

The distinction between the past, present and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion.~~Albert Einstein

I love the way the past and present can sometimes collide into one, when years dissipate and we pick up from a moment in time, like a heart never missing a beat.

An early morning rendezvous with two school chums this morning did exactly that for me. We laughed our way through highschool and we’re still laughing today! One friend remarked how we picked up as if those years hadn’t existed. While one friend was at my book launch in 2009, the other I hadn’t seen in twenty-seven years. Yup, I did say twenty-seven. Remarkable, that I have such a vivid memory of her from way back when I was three. (Okay, so I’ll admit that was a pretty lame joke,)

What I won’t joke about is time and the ability we have to transcend our concept of what time really is. Life constantly changes, taking us along with it, but some things remain steadfast. The outside packaging may alter, but our sense of humour, our morality, and the essence of who we are, stay the same.

Here’s to the past, the present and the future. I hope to see these two ladies more often in the years ahead. Twenty-seven years are definitely too many. Sherry and Gail it was a real blast. 🙂

How was your weekend? Have you had reason to connect recently with someone from your past?

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Down on the Farm

Come with me and I’ll take you for a little trip down on the farm, the Ross Farm Museum that is.

Not far from where I live is the Ross Farm Museum. I love going there. Strange, but I feel as though I’m going home whenever I visit. It’s that step back I time, I think, that feels so comfortable for me. I’m also inclined to think I write historical fiction for that very reason. It feels good and comfortable. I can easily imagine living in that time and place.

I thought I’d share some of the photos I took a few weeks back. There is lots to see and do every day. I wish we had more time that day because you could spend hours there and probably still not see everything.

It was a beautiful fall day. We couldn’t have asked for better weather. I really like the fences. Okay, so I like it all, the fences, the haywagon, the buildings.

I close my eyes and imagine the wagon heaped up high with hay.

Lots of wood for the winter. There really is nothing like wood heat when the wild wintery wind is blowing.

A peek inside the farmhouse. I’m not sure that bed is very comfy, but no one ever said life back then was easy. No luxuries to be found, at least not what we would consider luxuries.

So there you have it, a little step back in time. There is plenty to be learned from those who came before us. I appreciate that not everyone finds history as fascinating as I do. In fact, I’ve heard many people say they really could care less. That makes me a little sad because one day we’ll be a part of the past and everyone, no matter who they are, deserves to be remembered in some way. We can’t all go down in history for the remarkable things we’ve done, but that doesn’t make our lives any less important.