A Rose is a Rose

Hail Bravehearts

Ah, the goodness, the welcome delight, a fresh backyard garden to enjoy and delight.  Flowers with fragrance fill the air, with sweet summer scents, to draw you back there.  A rose is a dainty, admired for it’s beauty, but beneath that colorful coat, lies a secret kept neatly.  It’s worth in it’s petals fill the air, with  a scent so aromatic we gather it with care.  Brilliant on it’s stem, it holds it’s head brightly, filling it’s container with blossoms, so sprightly.  Gathering the petals, so soft to the touch, for a dainty delicacy, there’s not very much.

An added abundance to fill the larder, flowers are growing, but the work is much harder.  Smaller and precious, they fill their space, with fragrance, color, and beauty in their place.  Dainty and delightful, smelling so divine, I pluck the petals that grow on the vine.  The air in the house is sweet perfume, and extracting the essential oils clutters the room.

The recipes prove, there are plenty of us, gathering flowers, for their values is a must.  We eat the good ones, gathered with care, to try a dish of culinary rare.  Some salads, some biscuits, some chocolate too, a craving of harvesting a plant or two.  This sweet tart taste is the treat of the day, we sit and enjoy rose petal sorbet.

http://invitadoinviernoeng.blogspot.ca/2010/06/rose-petal-sorbet.html

The gathering of flowers, even the dead headed ones, is as fragrant and blissful as these moments become.  A headful of perfume, as the passing rose, still lingers its fragrance in my nose.  The smell lingers in the air, aromatherapy is here, I wake each morning to it’s presence so dear.  Lovely to look at, delightful to hold, there’s something special about the rose.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

August 18, 2017

Settlers in the West

Settlers in the West

Hail Bravehearts

Come out of your houses, come out to play, search for your destiny, fill it this way.  Joy for our lives, filled with our passions, educate yourself in many ways, don’t settle for small rations. Here in the mountains was a new way of life, carved from the environment, full of love  and strife.  Back in the day, when the nation was growing, came a homesteading family with a history, worth knowing.  Migrate to the mountains, fill up this land, settle this area, prosperity is at hand.  Work and strive, build your home, grow where the deer and the caribou roam.  Mighty are we,we own this land, wrought from the skills and tools of our hands.  Building a house and shed for our needs, makes us the Moberly’s and we are Metis.

Look at this beauty, this fabulous land, nature has given us her golden hand.  Flowers and scenery, game galore, all right outside our open front door.  A fabulous view, so much desired, we planned to pass this along to our descendants to admire.  In the heart of Jasper, a national park, lies the trail to our cabin, in a meadow that’s marked.  Come to our land, follow the trail, to a Canadian adventure in homesteading tale.  Brilliant flowers now nod their heads,where a family with children once softly tread.

Ancient are we, in a land we admire, full of perils and hardship and landscape that’s dire.  Mountains and crevices, rock falls and forest, fill our lives with the wild lands of birds chorus.  Settle these lands, farming, hunting and fishing, trading with explores is how we make our living. Earning our right to clear the land, is how we survived and thrived with our band.  A family are we, brothers and wives, making a living with strong family ties.

http://www.mountainmetis.com/pages/henry_john_moberly.html

The west was being opened with adventure and more as the trading posts flourished throughout our world.  Settle the nation, fill your hearts, with the bountiful prosperity that  trading starts.  A nation rich, with people so smart, that they discovered routes to join us together, not keep us apart.  From coast to coast a path was laid, and along the way, some homesteaders stayed.  Explore this world, discover this land, a nation is forming with peace at hand.

Markets and trade, influence our lives, building a homestead where families can thrive.  Open these routes, help find the path, the adventure is growing, it will stay and it lasts.  The west is fought for, it belongs to us, brilliant and daring, the exploration is a must.  Join the coasts, find a way, for this land to become a nation one day.

A place in history, is only a name, but cabins in the wilderness, is this families fame.  Interesting and ancient, when all went well, meeting travelers and explorers, is the story they tell.  Building connections, building ties, enter the landscape where this family once thrived.

Now a national park, intensely protected,whose worth to the world was UNESO`s projection. Visit us here in this world famous place, the mountains and wilderness of Canada`s grace.

Jasper National Park.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

July 13, 2017

We Got What We Asked For

Hail Bravehearts

Necessity is the mother of invention, they say, so invent away, oh brilliant ones.  We need your intelligent, focused minds.  The land is lush and forested, the ways of the new world are forming.  Unique culture, unique people, united through a necessity to survive.  The harshness is surpassed, the colony if finally a reality, a town, a community, a people of strength and character.  A new world to be proud of, a new colony to call home.  Safety and security, faith heals all.

This new destiny brings hope for longevity, wealth in adversity, dreams to fulfill and lives to share.  More happiness, more health, more survival,  more life.  A community starting to thrive and a prosperity starting to emerge.  Now the world changes and with new life, new skills emerge.  Challenges are overcome and ideas form and are listened to. Hail, oh brave ones, enter the invention.

A small effort, to bread a horse.  Commonplace and casual.  No one thinks twice about it.  So there’s a mare and there’s a stallion and a farmer needs a foal.  But this is a different world, a world of constant work.  That necessary animal needs to be changed.  Tweek those muscles, change that stature, increase that stamina.  We need a workhorse, an iron maiden, a horse of steel to work all day, to  ride on, to show with, to jump with, to teach our children to ride on.  We need a smaller horse, one that doesn’t eat too much, but well muscled for the work at hand.  We need an well rounded animal, that we can use for anything.  Work in the fields, pull a cart, take a day off for a ride on.   Please give us such an animal.  The king has sent many horses, try an experiment, fulfill our wishes, see what you can do.

And so it comes to pass.  From the breading stock of the King of France, comes several different breeds to consider.  Perhaps the Andalusian, maybe the Barb, an Arabian, a Norman, a Breton  and a draft horse.  All animals of superior breeding, all animals of quality and perfected genetics.  Each of these breeds has character and worth of it’s own.  Now, for the outcome that we desire, pick the perfect matches.

http://www.chhaps.org/breedinfo.htm  the Canadian Horse

From fine bloodlines and carefully selected breeding, comes the horse of their dreams.  Sturdy and capable, strong and even tempered.  A horse for all occasions.  Breeding their own, gives them rights, superiority of aptitude, distinction of intellect.  A breed made to order, an invention of necessity.  A work horse, a riding horse, a unique horse.  Well done, oh awesome human, to conjure up the animal of your needs.  Well done, oh early homesteader, to support your survival in such a unique way.  A new horse, and a beauty!  Hail to you, and the Canadian.

Written by Dr. Louise Hayes

September 4, 2016

Food! Glorious Food!

Food! Glorious Food!

Good Day, Brave hearts

The plentiful gifts from the planet are oozing with goodness for your health.  Baskets of ripe fruit, fresh, organic produce, berries and vegetables.  The farm.  That country lifestyle of wholesome goodness.  The peace, the quiet, the endless fields of  food.  Take out your recipe books, oh delectable gourmet, this is where your hunger ends and your imagination starts.

The variety of carrots, yellow, purple, orange.  The variety of potatoes, peas, beans and corn.  Grains for baking, soups and bread.  This is your gourmet delight.  The fabulous farm, or even your own slice of garden in your own back yard.  The wholesome goodness of fresh country produce, organically grown.  Your own little world of a vegetable garden, saves dollars at the grocery store, but also has more nutritional value.  Fresh picked tastes better and has a higher nutritional value than produce that has been picked earlier and trucked to stores.

Your larder is overflowing as the berry bushes bow, heavy laden with fruit.  It’s a bumper crop this year, early springtime sunshine and hot, dry weather followed by day after day of rain and  now a non stop supply of early ripening produce.  The canning and processing is in full production and this is early for us.  The summertime fruit cordials are a delicious addition to the pantry.  Pin cherry, black currant, red currant and rhubarb.  The freezer is filling and the bushes are overflowing.   The fruit trees are ripening and the vegetable garden is ready for picking. The great Canadian summer is with us with all of the goodness that if brings.

www/thesustainabilityplanforfood.com

The glorious days of summer!  Dreamy days of endless health.  The wild lands burst with blue bushes of berries, tiny ground growing red and higher crops of ripening purple.  Look up!  Is that berries in those trees?  The birds fill their bellies and the wandering bears lick the bushes clean.  A plentiful crop for the wildlife brings healthy newborns next spring. The forest floor is still a bit dry, but the thundershowers keep blowing in and soon the underbrush will be damp from the persistent rain.  Rain and warmth, sunshine and heat, longer days and warmer nights.  This year has worked it’s magic for us, with our backyard gardens filling our baskets with non stop fruit.  The daily toil, for backyard farmers like us, is the constant delight of filling our bowls with fruit or vegies and trying new recipes. This year it’s fruit cordials, which are an absolute delight.  Elixers and liqueurs, jams and pie.  The fabulous luxury of home grown and homemade.  A superb combination to fill the spare time hours of long summer days.

The wild brings its own delight.  Blueberries for your healthy basket.  Eat and enjoy, this summer won’t last.

Written by Dr. Louise Hayes

August 15, 2016

 

 

Action!

Action!

Hail, you awesome human

For beauty is as beauty does and you all do it so well.  Test your skills and competitive edge, test your knowledge and constant training, test your fortitude and your companionship, test your ability to train and command.  Hail, all you beauties.  The judges watch in eager support, the crowd cheers at the dare devil within and the champion of this match is an unrivaled and much heralded success.  Glory and honour to this golden crown, the skills of the beauty are unsurpassed.  A pageant queen that has never been questioned.  No one disputes the necessity of this  test, or the rights of these women to compete.

A test of skills and nerve and fortitude, an inspiration to all who watch and to those who jealously eye the crown.  The secret to success is the fabulously well trained body and the perfection of the match.

He listens closely  to the voice in his ear and responds immediately to the command.  A match of perfect unison as they plunge headlong into the race.  Over and over, the practice was perfect, now only to attain the unbeatable speed  that will send them on to victory.  Hours of training, hours spend in competition, train your body, train your mind and harness the superior beast.

Quietly down in the rolling countryside, where a days work begins at dawn and life is a routine of milking the cows, feeding the chickens and harvesting the crops.  The peaceful country life, ideally set in the picturesque landscape.  A life, so seemingly simple, that anyone could do it.

Canadian Cowboys’ Association Ladies Barrel Racing Highlights- Canadian Western Agribition

at www.RodeoCanada.com, from www.youtube.ca

But from that land of simple charm, comes an athlete of a different proportion.  Tall in the saddle, high in their ability, the twosome walk into center stage.  The drama unfolds.  Like their forefathers of yesteryear, the cowboy is still the same.  A bull rider, a bronco buster ,a  barrel racer, a calf roper and a highly skilled athlete.

Now it is the ladies turn, a competition of their own.  To train and command the powerful  horse and to demand the speed and agility for this course.

The quiet of the country, so peaceful and so dreamy.  Where all of the rush of the  rodeo comes from.  A country life with it’s own unique culture, it’s own unique identity, privileges and heroes.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

October 27, 2015

The Case, page 5

Good Day, you awesome human

Generations of internal peace and prosperity have left this land to you. Praises to you for the great peace of our ancestors and for the quiet calm of harmony. The brilliant diversity of multi-culturalism has enriched our lives and brought peace to thousands.

The Canadian cultural landscape is filled with diversity. The sharing of the richness of heredity is a gift. A gift of knowledge, intelligence and beauty. The preservation of such gifts is a national dream. Our national treasures aquaint us with the mysteries of the great planet. The mystery of bio diversity, of the human, of the ancient past. Our aptitudes thrive in such a land, building, sharing and preservation. The great gift of today comes from a past of diligence, daring, nurture and care. Each careful step to the fulfillment of a dream. A land of beauty and prosperity.
Brave fur traders, sensible exchange, hearty pioneers, diligent work. The work ethics of our past is the reward of our present. The safety and security of our culture is the preservation of the dignity of our ancestors. They came, they rose to the challenge and they achieved.
Generations of the family farm brings us national pride. No destruction, no despair. The endless call to finer produce, finer meat, finer farming. The endless call to feed the nation, to feed the starving. The diligence to the craft. Build a better product and save the hungry.
A noble cause from caring business enterprise. A commonplace cause in yesteryear, commonplace in the 1800’s, but not so much now. Our dependence upon those few who try, increases as cities fill, shopping malls increase and retail, merchandise and commerce become the more sought after way of life. Fewer and fewer farms to feed the growing masses of the multitudes of humanity in this country. Fewer and fewer people whose talents and skills lie with the land.
Immigration is steady. It brings many gifts. Culture, recreation, connections to countries abroad. It brings a demand for international relations, for products and services to fulfill the needs of newcomers. Cities swell, urban areas develop, the demand for food product increases, but the family farm diminishes. Of the thousands who enter the country, few leave the cities, few choose to farm.
Of all of our nations wealth and prosperity, where will we be without food.

http://www.gofundme.com/FarmedAndDangerous

The family farm is in decline. Mishaps that cause alarm resound in our ears. The food chain is threatened. This is not just a case about sheep. The other animals are gone as well. This is a case about a farm. A Canadian farm. An industry in decline in Canada. An industry that helped to build a strong and healthy population, a strong and healthy nation. An industry first and foremost in our minds. Food.
Our negotiations cannot fail.
written by Dr. Louise Hayes
November 30,2013

The Case, page 4

Good morning, brave hearts

A day to call your own. A day of well spent pleasure, of pursuits of intelligence and excellence. A day in the life of the great planet that gives you joy and prosperity. Hail to you, almighty human for the joy and achievements of this day.

For you, the family farm might be a lifetime away. A thought in your mind as you feast upon the daily harvest and shop amongst the worlds finest negotiations. Food on your plate, no starvation, good health, good nutrition and commonplace abundance. Lucky you, great human, for the commonplace prosperity of this land.
The family farm is the lifeline of our nation. It brings security and prosperity to us in the form of high quality farm goodness that sustains us with healthful produce. The fresh quality food, high in vitamin and mineral content protects our bodies and gives us strength. The family farm, a vital key in our survival, is our lifeline to survival.
Aptitudes of animal husbandry, crop production and the joy of the land.
For those people who enter into the farming business enter with gladness. The business and its necessity are obvious. The work is constant, the reward is fulfilling. The healthy farm and its wholesome product is a passion of business, sharing, nurture and care.
The occasional mishap becomes a public outcry of save us! Save us from disease, from blight, from nutritional deficiency, from crop failure, from lost variety and starvation. The interruption of the food chain is a genuine loss of contentment. The loss of carefully cultivated genetics is a loss of cultural heritage.

http://fullcomment.nationalpost.com/2012/04/13/marni-soupcoff-the-cfia-shouldnt-be-leading-montana-joness-lambs-to-the-slaughter/

An unusual case. The plight of a shepherdess and the loss of generations of careful Canadian selection, breeding, heritage sheep and cultural heritage. The loss of livelihood and passion. All for an animal, an infected animal, a diseased creature that did not reside on this farm. An animal who resided 1500 miles away. An animal that developed a disease which it would only spread to each other, not to other livestock or humans. An animal that was destroyed 1500 miles away after being diagnosed with a disease called scrapie, which infects sheep and goats.
None of the animals in her possession had the disease.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scrapie

An unusual case. No disease amongst the animals in her flock. A flock of rare animals, of heritage Shropshire sheep of careful selection and breeding. A disturbing case of years of investigation and persistent intrusion. A case of sorrow and hardship. A case of loss and devastation.
Hear us, almighty human, as the court case for this family farm nears. The Canadian farm is a legacy to Canadian nation building and survival. Heritage breeds remind us of the glorious past of nation building and the strength of the people in pioneering, homesteading, farming and settling the land.
Hear us, almighty human, as we reason this case.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes
November 29, 2013
http://www.empowernetwork.com/?almostassecretid=louisehayes

The Case, page 3

Good morning, almighty human

The adventure of this day, is the adventure of our lives. Brilliant people, from far off places looked at this land with joy. A destiny awaits. A life of more than survival, more than hard work, more than toil and struggle. A life of promise, of achieving potential, of security, of freedom! A colony awaits the brave.
Venture forth, almighty ones. You have chosen the path to a destiny in a land of harsh climate and short growing season. Strength to you, brave ones, for your duty calls and you aspire. Come! Calls the great land and your ears hear the call and your mind sours with imagination and knowledge. Come to this great land and call this colony your home.
And so they came. Brave pioneers, farmers, homesteaders, settlers, bringing with them all of their skills, their training, their knowledge, their strength, their aptitude and their passion. A goal in mind. To settle the vast land and to make it their home.
Praises! Praises for the adventure of your lives and praises still for the enduring negotiation of the nation.
The livestock they brought with them were the wonderful animals whose tough genetics would survive in a land of harsh winters. Heritage breeds of livestock with superior capability of survival in this land.
Strong, independent people, with courage and foresight. Build a nation, was the rallying call. To nationhood they came.
The wild was cleared and the livestock set out to pasture. Excitement and apprehension fills the air. All of the hard work and endless planning must have the expected results. No losses, no agony, no harsh reality. Only the endless call to build, to dream, to prosperity. Only the endless call to colonize, to pursue the dream, to be daring and to venture. We cannot fail.
The livestock are a superior breed. Tough and adaptive, like their human masters. A strong and hearty creature with superior characteristics and genetics. In the sheep, superior wool and meat.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UfKwQs6DBQ0 = Shropshire sheep

The family farm was fairly small, only enough land that could be cleared and maintained. Enough land to sustain them and then to push them further into prosperity. Well kept land with fertile soil and manageable crops. A lifetime of dreams to pursue. A lifeline to freedom and security. Pastures were cleared and fences erected to keep the great wild at bay.
The livestock adapted, became contented and reproduced healthy offspring. Now prosperity is possible. That being over 170 years ago and still the same strain of animals. The same genetic blood, the heritage breed of yesteryear, still producing their healthy offspring today. These belong to us. They belong to our genetic strains registered here. A breed of rare, heritage sheep. Rare for this country, deserving our attention and protection.
Over a 170 years of careful breeding, four generations of careful family farming. Lifetimes of toil, careful selection. Knowledge, skill, training, education, planning, perseverance, travel, selection, work and work and work. The toil is endless, but the results impressive. Raise the bar! Set the standard high. Achieve the ultimate goal! The lavish praises earned for endless hours of work and perseverance. To you almighty man, for steadfast dedication to your craft. A National Historic site in your name.
Then, a mishap. Eh?
written by Dr. Louise Hayes
November 24, 2013

The Case, page 2

Peace to you almighty human. May you always be wise, with foresight, contemplation, care and giving. May you always look to the legacy of our cultural treasures with affection.
Our national heritage is a varied and diverse treasure. Stately homes, precious gardens, diverse landscapes, natural resources, intelligence, industry and cultural identity. A past of generosity, of peace, sharing and prosperity. It comes from work, from intelligence and from tenacity.
The land was productive, it enticed the farmer. Immigration was encouraged to a colony needing settlers, pioneers, homesteaders and farmers.

William Miller of Pickering Ontario was such a person. Straight from Scotland, he brought with him a desire for farming in 1839 and began a family business of farming including sheep. One of the breeds he brought to Canada was the Shropshire sheep. A sturdy, productive animal with a good woolen coat and good meat. Straight from the British Iles to the farmlands of Canada, four generations of the Miller family raised, traded, imported, sold and bread Shropshire sheep. A Canadian legacy in family farming that has lasted more than 170 years. In that time, the Canadian breeders have developed a strain of animal that has become the Canadian heritage breed of Shropshire sheep.

https://www.rbst.org.uk/sitemanager/uploads/ck_files/files/Shropshire%20-%20Fact%20Sheet(1).pdf

A fine and commendable achievement for a farmer of skills and intelligence. A breeding stock of superior animals to call his own. A family farm of such cultural legacy that it becomes a National Historic site.

http://www.historicplaces.ca/en/rep-reg/place-lieu.aspx?id=9632

More than 170 years of raising a heritage breed. Bloodlines, genetics, registries. record keeping. The meticulous work of selective breeding, preservation and control. Only the best, the finest, the purest strain of the stock. The constant attention, the details. For more than 170 years the perseverance to establish a blood line of genetically superior animals.
The Shropshire sheep is only a sheep, but for Canadian cultural heritage, these are ours. A rare breed of carefully selected genetics, which prove the sustainability of a lifetime of pioneering and generations of careful animal husbandry. Carefully selected animals, carefully selected genetics, perfect coats, perfect specimens, good meat. Sheep that eat grass, not grain, in a Canadian environment of long winters and heavy snowfall. An unusual diet in an animal that eventually lost their popularity to their grain fed counterparts. A small flock of significant cultural heritage. A flock of genetically pure animals of 170 years of Canadian farming history. A rare breed in Canada. A significant achievement in Canadian farming history.
The family farm has been our cultural history for hundreds of years. It has brought settlers and pioneers by the thousands to Canada to call this country home and to build a great colony and a great nation. The strength and fortitude of these skilled experts has carved a farming niche in a country of wild, wooded land.
There are a few significant examples remaining in our country, but 170 years is one of the longest surviving farms in this nation and the strain of livestock that it produced is cultural heritage as well.
Which takes us back to the Shropshire sheep and our case. Page 2
written by Dr. Louise Hayes
November 24, 2013

The Case. page 1

Peace, almighty human. May you be forever the great peace maker, the negotiator, the wise and the brilliant.
The mighty planet sighs and heaves up yet another magnificent tree from such a tiny seed. Nurture and care, almighty ones, the tiny seed contains the life form, the genetic pattern, the strength and endurance to send a huge tree climbing to the sky. A genetic patterning as individual as animal life.
A stand of aspen trees all come from the same source, but each one will be a different colour of green, the leaves turn at different times and the wind blows them to the ground on different days. The trees themselves are part of the life giving force of the planet. The air that we breathe.
We protect our environments and it protects us. The oxygen that the trees produce, saves us.
The wild predator in the great land, saves us. Don’t venture out alone, brave human, it calls to our senses. We don’t and our numbers protect us from the dangers of the wild landscape and the predator has saved us.
The awesome wonder of a special place, protecting a rare flower, we save this. Saved for its unique biological significance. Saved for it’s special contribution to our eyes, its ecosystem, the unique life forms that might depend on it. Saved for it’s beauty, it’s rarity. But saved!
We view the environment as our responsibility to protect, not just for the preservation of the land and it’s inhabitants, but for our survival as well. We protect an ecosystem, with it’s unique biodiversity, because our common sense, our intelligence, our heritage and our education direct us to do so.
The wild, to protect the great wild.
Another animal comes forward and calls to the wind. I am lonely! Another animal on the list of rare, vulnerable or endangered species. Hear us mankind, our numbers decline and the list increases rapidly.
As environmentalists and conservationists we respond with gifts and lobbying for the great wild. It is our home, our legacy and our national treasure.
But treasures come in different forms. As preservationists of cultural integrity, of architecture, of history, the case to save the bio diversity of environments and animal life has always been of imperative urgency. This is what we love. It is beauty to us. It is our dignity and our soul.
Bio diversity is key. It comes in many forms. A multi cultural nation, environmentally diverse regions, the intelligence to work together to save it all.
So now, we come to the case. The family farm.
Historically the homestead and the family farm are the backbone of the country. Early settlers came here with the hopes and dreams of life in a new land and prosperity from the family farm. They brought with them their own breeds of livestock. Hearty animals that could survive the journey, the different land and climate. Heritage breeds of now Canadian animals, that also need our ears. The case is a heritage breed called the Shropshire sheep.

http://shropshiresheep.org/news-on-cfia-slaughter/
written by Dr. Louise Hayes
November 23,2013