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Beautiful Silver girl passed on April 2, 2018. Such a sweet, strong, courageous, loving soul- she’s moved onward with Auntie Daisy, Auntie Snug, and Uncle Zorro. Her sister, Del, and her daughters are here and it’s difficult to see them “without” her, but the whole truth is we will never be without her, or any who’ve moved onward. We are together, eternally.

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Busker girl :)

The Arnprior Sunday Market‘s been going well for Musicalmagicalaurie. 🙂 The public’s been quite supportive. People seem to enjoy what I do and I make a fair bit more than minimum wage most days- very encouraging! One more Sunday left in the season- Sept. 24, 2017.  I’ve had a lot of fun with character and costume considerations for this project, indeed. Character’s me,  I think. 🙂 But I’ve been performing public domain traditional and folk songs so there’s definitely period vibe and I’ve had alot of fun thinking perhaps there’s some gypsy in the character. Like I was just passing through Arnprior and landed on this corner to stop and have a go at giving folks some tunes. Kind of like the girls selling flowers on the street back in the day, or something.  I love period works and this has been a make your own work project I’ve quite enjoyed. I don’t know if I’ll get to wear my Jones New York dress that I picked up at our local thrift store for 4 or 5 dollars, I think it was 4, don’t remember now. I’ve been weighing it in my mind. I think it could work- hello, flower selling girl found this in the Goodwill bin, how fortunate! 🙂 We’ll see- supposed to be pretty warm weather. I’ve taken some promo photos with the dress (pale lime green), anyway. 🙂 Some others with my various costume choices, too. Most of the clothing pieces, including the shoes (gifted), were gifted to me or thrift shop purchases. The brown gauchos were purchased new from Thailand, though- love them, as you may have noticed here, previously. 🙂

















A couple of weeks ago, after I played my first song- 2 fives! Got one before the song, and one after. 🙂 You can see the bottom of my “Camptown Races” dress.


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Busking at the Arnprior Market. August 6, 2017



 Arnprior Market busking again, August 13, 2017

Costume Design

If you check out my posts at The Magic Cafe down at the bottom of the forum in The Clothes We Wear, you’ll see I’ve been working on costume design for the new set/show that’s in development.  Got a few pics today. Here’s one:


Magicalaurie’s Music

magicalauriesmusiccurrently on display at the Arnprior Public Library Corridor.

This painting is a recreation of a moment that I, as a music lover, was lucky enough to share with Viking, the cow.  When I was staying at my Dad’s back in 2000, I think it was, I often would bring my guitar out to the barnyard and sit on the upside down (winter) water tank and play.

I’d inevitably be joined by the “watertank gang” of cats, sitting up on the tank, on the playbook, and on me, if they could manage it.  As the available space on the tank was taken up, the rest of the hayseeds 🙂 took up their chosen seats on the ground surrounding.  Great crowd. What fun to sit out there with them in the sun and play and sing. They were most supportive, indeed.

One evening, Viking stopped, very close, and just stood, facing me intently, and listened to an entire song.  When it was over, she paused a moment, before turning and heading down to the river for a drink.  One of the best audiences any musician will ever have. So polite.  It happened a little differently than the painting shows, if I recall correctly.  As I recall she just looked and listened, I don’t think she did any chewing. Just one of the most interested, appreciative, and respectful individuals I’ve ever played for.

I painted this after hearing the local library was holding an event with a music theme and was seeking art to display.

I’ll be painting more of Viking’s “haystack gang” (those who are fans will note The Waltons’ references. 🙂 ) Many of the cats were named after the Waltons characters that year- Yancy, Delia, Corabeth, Jason, Jim-Bob, John-Boy, Zeb, etc., and one of the heifers was named Livvy, and a calf was named Ike.  Guess who did the naming. 😉  Just a beautiful bunch I’m so blessed to have engaged with.

I’m still working on the custom card deck- Magicalaurie’s Custom Cow Cards. The entire deck will be of cows- each card featuring a bovine I’ve known and loved. I’ve got several started to various degrees, and a couple completely drawn. Finish those and I’ll have about 45 or so to go, if I want to include some bonus jokers.  I’ll likely use this image of Viking, probably leave out the strap and get her nose in there. Refine a few things. Might keep that piece of hay in there, though, we’ll see. 🙂 I get a little intimidated by this project, all those cowlicks 😉 , but working on this has inspired my confidence and I enjoy the work, so lots more on the way…



I went out on the MacNamara Trail yesterday, for the first time in ages, and bumped right into the above beautifully magical individual.  I had seen a pic someone had posted locally a few weeks ago of, I presume, this owl. I hadn’t seen mention since, but was wondering aloud before I hit the Trail about how to find one of these creatures. I’ve not stumbled upon one, at least to my knowledge, previously.  Where do I look? What time of day do these people who see owls go out? Well, it was afternoon when I chanced upon this one.   Last night on the Trail’s fb page, I noticed someone had posted a pic several days ago of a barred owl there.  So, it seems, at least one barred owl has taken up residence visibly on the trail.  I suppose s/he was rather sleepy during the time of my arrival- I saw a large bird swoop upward into the trees.  Could be an owl, I thought. Or maybe a hawk- I’ve seen one in the neighbourhood in the last few years.  I paused- I wanted to see if s/he might return relatively quickly.  It didn’t appear the individual had flown far- the rate of speed utilized indicated otherwise- so I figured s/he was likely near.  Whether I’d be able to spot her was another matter.  I told the chickadees I was going to see if the porcupines were home, but I’d be back later. Off I went, slowly, wondering where the owl might be when, suddenly, I looked up and there s/he was, perched serenely on an arched branch, directly above the trail, I’d say, less than 50 feet from where I’d left. Looking down with interest from double arched branches directly above the trail, the image suggested to me a “Welcome to the MacNamara Trail”.  S/he graciously posed for photos.  I decided s/he would be tolerant of a direct address and so proceeded with,

“I guess you’re used to people, here,” or something of the like.  I think I took some more footage before s/he calmly flew back in the direction she had commenced from.  I gave my thanks, audibly, as I do, and continued on my way to check on the porcupines.  It was quickly obvious no one had ventured their way in some time. The snow was significantly over my boots on their trail. Back tomorrow with my snowshoes! I decided, and turned back to see if I might be able to find the owl once more.  I did, and s/he allowed more photos and video and was so wonderfully open and interested. S/he turned away a few times, nodding off, I thought, but then would turn back toward me and give me a little more attention. I filled my memory card and then stayed just watching.  I moved closer, heading in the direction of home, slowly, and the majestic creature took flight once more.  That was enough.

I was back on the trail today with my wooden snow shoes- fantastic contraptions they are, indeed.  No sign of the owl. A few squirrel tracks, instead. So, they’re enduring, it seems.  All was quiet with the porcupines. The den didn’t appear to be occupied just then, but difficult to say one way or the other unless you actually see their white quills in the dark space.  I didn’t take notice of any, today.  There were some apparent trails there, though, so I think they are using the den, generally.  The weather was turning and it was snowing heavily when I left. I had figured that might end up the case, earlier, when the friendly owl was notably absent from view.  Sleeping in a tree, maybe, today.