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Following Daisies – Chapter Seven: Look Mom, I Bought an RV!

This is the eighth installment of a 17 part series launching my new book, Following Daisies – A True Story about One Woman’s Adventures Finding Happiness, Fulfilling Dreams and Becoming Herself. Each Sunday, I’ll be posting a new chapter for you to enjoy here on the Wild Daisy blog, up to Chapter 16. If you’re looking to pursue some of your own life dreams, longing to learn how to follow your heart or just wanting a funspirational, adventure-filled read, then this book is for you!

If you are just joining us, you can catch up on reading by beginning at the Introduction and continue reading from there.

Congratulations to Kelly Atkins of Nanaimo, BC!! Kelly is the lucky winner of this week’s prize draw – a hippie starter kit that includes a VW camper van and one bag of homemade granola.

A few lucky winners of one of the nanaimo bar draws about to hit the bars!


I’ll be holding another draw this coming  Friday, February 3rd for all those who have pre-ordered their copy of Following Daisies. In keeping with the theme of this week’s chapter, this week’s prize is a sample of my Mom’s infamous knitting…..the winner will receive two of her handmade dishcloths!!

 If you haven’t pre-ordered your copy yet, you can join the fun by clicking on the “Buy Now” button on the right-hand side of this page.

Now, let’s continue Following Daisies!

© Copyright by Heather Pardon, 2011. All rights reserved.

She was sitting in the living room knitting when I walked in the front door that day. I’d just made the four-hour journey to my Mom’s house to show her my new rig. Miss Daisy was parked just out of sight of the front window for full surprise effect.

This wouldn’t be the first time that I’d surprised my Mom with a significant shift in my life. There was the time that I dyed my hair bleach blonde days before my cousin’s wedding, or the time I quit my job unexpectedly, or when I surprised her with the purchase of my new SUV or the time I suddenly informed her, “Hey, I’m moving to Ottawa.” As the person who birthed me into the world, I reasoned that it simply came with the territory for her to be able to flow with my moments of randomness. Read more

Sh*t Wild Daisies Say

Peace, love and wild daisies.

Oh, and kayaks. Can’t forget the kayaks.

Sh*t Wild Daisies Say

 Daisy Bob to Daisy Bill after Daisy Bob’s recent job interview:

“Then they asked me if I had a five-year plan!! And I’m like, Dude, I’m a wild daisy. I don’t make plans. I just dig the vibe and go with the flow.”

Following Daisies – Chapter 6: On Finding Miss Daisy

This is the seventh installment of a 17 part series launching my new book, Following Daisies – A True Story about One Woman’s Adventures Finding Happiness, Fulfilling Dreams and Becoming Herself. Each Sunday, I’ll be posting a new chapter for you to enjoy here on the Wild Daisy blog, up to Chapter 16. If you’re looking to pursue some of your own life dreams, longing to learn how to follow your heart or just wanting a funspirational, adventure-filled read, then this book is for you!

If you are just joining us, you can catch up on reading by beginning at the Introduction and continue reading from there.

Congratulations to Susann Lavendar of Nanaimo, BC!! Susanne is the lucky winner of this week’s prize draw – four 30 minute coaching sessions!

This VW camper could be YOURS!! Okay, it's a toy van but it's a good place to start the dream :-)

I’ll be holding another draw this coming  Friday, January 27th for all those who have pre-ordered their copy of Following Daisies. In keeping with the theme of this week’s chapter, this week’s prize is intended to help launch you on your own wild daisy journey – a one pound bag of homemade granola PLUS your very own VW camper van. It’s basically a hippie starter kit! So, good luck everyone!

 If you haven’t pre-ordered your copy yet, you can join the fun by clicking on the “Buy Now” button on the right-hand side of this page.

Now, let’s continue Following Daisies!

© Copyright by Heather Pardon, 2011. All rights reserved.

When you’re about to embark on the adventure of a lifetime, then a traditional motor home will simply not do. Thus, I’d begun my search for a camper by looking for a Volkswagen Westphalia, the much-revered hippie camper of the ′60s and ′70s.

The Westphalia subculture is unique and even as a Birkenstock-wearing, environmentally conscious, peace-minded daisy lover, I quickly learned that I would not be granted immediate access.

“What would you be doing with the camper?” asked one owner, as I examined his used Westphalia. I suspected that he did not want to hear that I’d be heading to the nearest provincial park every weekend to bask in a comfortable camping experience.

“I’ve recently sold my house and got rid of my worldly possessions as I no longer wish to feed the capitalist machine. I intend to spend the rest of my days countering traditional cultural norms, fighting the establishment and eating a completely organic, granola-based diet. There is also a good chance I’ll be putting some daisy decals on the camper.”

He smiled, apparently pleased with my answer. Read more

Sh*t Wild Daisies Say

Overhead in a later conversation between Daisy Mae and Daisy Jo:

Daisy Mae: “Did you hear that Fred and Crazy Daisy are having a baby?”

Daisy Jo: “No, I didn’t.”

Daisy Mae: “Yes, it started popping out of the ground last week and they hadn’t even planned on it. They were completely caught off guard.”

Daisy Jo: “Really!?”

Daisy Mae: “Yes, and they already have a name for it. They’re going to call it Whoopsie Daisy.”

Sh*t Wild Daisies Say

Overhead in the meadow, from Daisy Mae to Daisy Jo:

“Things are getting quite serious between Bill and I. We’re both thinking about putting down some roots.”

Sh*t Wild Daisies Say

“A rolling stone gathers no moss. A wild daisy wanders here, there and everywhere.

The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind….”

Sh*t Wild Daisies Say

Overheard at the garden centre, one wild daisy to another:

“So this guy comes into the garden centre the other day and he’s totally checking me out. I was looking really perky that day, I’ll admit, and was all ready for him to ask me out. Then I hear him turn to his friend and say that he’d like to take me home and put me right into his bed!! Who does he think he is!!?? I am NOT that kind of flower! Gee whiz, warm a girl up with bit a sunshine, water and a walk in the meadow first.”

Prince Uncharming

Sh*t Wild Daisies Say

Overheard, one wild daisy to another:

“So, like the other day some people are walking by and I hear one say to the other, you need to slow down and take time to stop and smell the roses. And I’m all like, WTF!? What the flower?! Roses?! Wild daisies are where the flower power is at baby. Take the time to check US out and we’ll show you a  groovy kind of flower love. “

Even dogs like checking out the daisy vibe

 

Sh*t Wild Daisies Say

Worst-ever pick up line by a wild daisy, overheard around the local watering hole:

Two wild daisies are enjoying a drink together at the watering hole while checking out the other flowers. A beautiful lily walks by the two daisies. Quite captured by her beauty, one of the wild daisies pipes up, “Hey babe, wanna take a walk on the wild side?”