I’ve posted some pictures before with our vegetable garden. I have to be “honest” with you that I had some help from my little helpers. ( They made me to be honest ). Here are some pictures with them.
They work day and night all summer( even when we were in vacation ) so we can have a nice harvest.
Romanian yellow pepper
Thank you my Little Helpers.
And some of mulch Berry delicious
I have never celebrated Halloween in my childhood. I can’t put the blame on my parents except on the communist society in which we lived then. Even communism has not been able to change people’s faith in religion. And that’s why at the beginning of November we commemorate the deceased people. I mean in a night determined by the church we were going to the cemetery where we light candles and place them on tomb of our beloved ones. It was an unforgettable evening where the cemetery is converted into oases of light, thanks to hundreds of lighted candles in the memory of those in eternity.
What remains after humans are only candles which burn in the night to bring the light into the darkness. It is an amazing imagine. In that evening, around the graves, we were listening to beautiful stories about our grandparent parents, which for me were fascinating. They were beautiful stories about the deceased. I remember that while I was listening to the stories I was watching their tombstone and I was trying to I imagine their face and likeness. But the most important for a child were cakes and cookies that people give them like alms for the loved one. It was the favorite cake or cookie of the deceased one, another way to find out more about them.
These traditions have created unforgettable memories and it is what I want to do, beginning new traditions while we integrate it into the Canadian society. Just to be clear I am not and I will never be into the horror crap. I think that the horror crap in an invention of the sick and bored part of the human brain. I am trying to perceive the good roles of Halloween. One of them and the most important for me are spending time with my family using the artistic part it. Garnishing the house inside outside with Halloween decorations and carving pumpkin together with my daughter are most significant parts of the Halloween for me. Then is the part of giving candy to the kid that I am seeing like alms for the loved one.
I have some pictures that I want to share with you.
Taking out the seeds
Attaching the pattern
Marking the pattern
And voila the Skull
The second pumpkin
Taking out the seeds
Marking the pattern
Happy and safe Halloween!
Photos 1 courtesy of http://www.evz.ro/
Photos 2 courtesy of http://g1b2i3.wordpress.com
Yesterday while I was having lunch with my daughter she told me that all mammals are given birth to a live young and especially the animals. I said that she’s perfectly right. But she didn’t stop here she ask if humans are mammals too. I said yes with small hesitation waiting to see where she is heading to. After a pause she said very confident then we are animals too. I promptly said NO we are humans. I saw her eyes stare at me in disbelieve and I start to explain her. And as soon as I start to talk about some animal are eating plants and some animals are killing other animal in order to survive. I realized that I am confusing her more so I stop. Then I ask her. If a human is killing other human what will happen? He is going to jail was her answer. Humans have schools, houses, cars and animals don’t. And from here I start to explain her more about the differences between human and animals. But deep down in my soul I still think that some peoples in this world are more animal then human. In spiritual and physical relations we are more evolved than the animals but sometime psychologically we are like animals. What you think ? How can you explain to a 7 years old kid about the differences between human and animals?
I showed you some pictures of my garden the day I plant them. Now I have new pictures with my vegetables.
As you see my tomatoes are started to ripe.
and cucumbers too.
And I have a picture with a nice flower. I hope you like them.
We all learned how to ride the bicycle from our parents My dad teaches me how to ride a bicycle and I was so happy, that I could ride my bike with my friends.
This weekend was my time to teach my daughter to ride her bicycle. After I saw my daughter riding her scooter I realise that is time for her to ride her bicycle without any training wheels. First we start with both training wheels. It was only one time around the house but all this time I was building her confidence and convince her to take off one of the training wheel. She was OK with that and for the next 5 rounds she was riding only with one training wheel. then she asked me to remove the last training wheel too. I did and for the next 5 rounds she was riding without training wheels. You could see her happiness in her eyes and a contend feeling. I was the proudest dad in the world for teaching my daughter to ride the bicycle and for continuing the destiny of a parent.
PS. Also I was the exhausted dad after 15 rounds of running beside my daughter bicycle. It was all worth it.