|Posted on 11 November, 2020 at 10:15|
That one exception I'm referring to is the arrival of my son, born November 12th.
Other than that, I can say with all sincerity that November represents much sadness. Of course Remembrance Day figures in here, and since I can recall I've always shed a few tears on this day. I can't watch the televised services, the images of those brave, yet now so frail war veterans are too much for my always "ready to dissolve into tears" emotional makeup. The suffering of all victims of war should always be remembered as well as the service of those still in those roles, protecting our safety and freedom.
These two wars affected directly my own family. My maternal grandfather served in the army in WWI, and in WWII he served as a Home Guard. Mum's family lived in suburban London, and witnessed firsthand much destruction during the Blitz. Both my parents served in the Royal Air Force, Mum as a nurse, and my father as support (mechanical) staff. I remember the day the air raid shelter was demolished in my grandad's back garden, they were lucky to have their own, and didn't have to spend night after night in the "tube" stations.
This Remembrance Day also underlines what people were forced to endure during WWI and WWII. Citizens were asked to make a lot of sacrifices, with their daily lives being curtailed, many, many shortages and family members and loved ones sent overseas, perhaps never to return. I have thought quite often about this lately with our fight against Covid-19. I'm amazed, and not in a good way, at the way some people are becoming increasingly upset at having to wear a mask, or having to have take away food instead of going to a restaurant. These small sacrifices are nothing compared to what people were, and indeed still are forced to endure in wartime.
Now for Covid-19 news. My region has now been sent into a "red zone" designation. Our numbers have increased to well over a thousand new cases in the province. My region alone reporting almost 400 new cases, and the one hospital we have is already having to transport patients to other areas. We are being asked to stop visiting anyone, even outdoors, and weddings and other large celebrations are banned in halls and banquet facilities until at least January 2021. The words "dire" and "critical" are being bandied about. I hope Christmas can be celebrated with my daughter, her husband and my little grandson, but I'm becoming more doubtful each day. That said, I will again refer to what was the "norm" during WWII....My mother often spoke about having to combine rations to make some kind of Christmas meal, and loved ones often were apart for more than one Christmas. We must realise how much luckier we are now, and give thanks for those who made our freedom possible.
Art news now. I submitted nine square foot paintings to the annual show at The Loft Gallery in Thornbury, ON. These nine are a series of pansies. It's gone online this year and is going to run much longer than the physical show has in the past. It will run until December 31. You can view all the work at www.loftgalleryart.com Curbside pickup is available and shipping is an option. The gallery is also open with protocols for in-person shopping.
My new Christmas cards have arrived and I've got matching ornaments to go with them. Makes a great small gift. You can see these on my Facebook page The Art Of Anne Henvey.
My next project is the Twitter Art Exhibit. I've printed the labels....it's a start. Thinking cap is on.
Stay safe. Wear a mask. Wash your hands.
Blessings to all. Hopefully things will have improved by the time I write my December blog.