45 might be the real meaning of life, as opposed to 42. Here is a post I copied from someone else, with my notations: “To celebrate growing older, I once wrote the 45 lessons life taught me. It is the most requested column I’ve ever written. (Here it is) My odometer rolled over to 90 […]
….. Canada Geese particularly. I was in a suburban area of Toronto the other day, waiting for a friend, when I saw this parade of geese come over a rise on the west side of a busy north-south thoroughfare. They walked towards the road, stepped into traffic, waited for the cars to stop and then
I like the word “mantel.” It’s a covering, a cloak, perhaps. I think of phrases, such as, the court’s “mantel of justice” or the skin’s “acid mantel” and I think of protection. I plant the flower, Lady’s Mantel, for many reasons, partly because I like the sound of the name, partly because of its concept
My husband is amazed that I have the followers I have. How many people would read a blog on the importance of a word (or two), especially when it’s particular importance has nothing to do with them, personally. Well, you never know. One of these days you might just happen to need to use the
Our writing word again, after a break, is “ongoing.” Certainly this lock down for the pandemic has been ongoing, but we keep going on. We keep believing that it will all be over soon and that we will get back to “almost normal” before we know it. I think we have to keep believing this,
As we work (or not, as the case may be) through this lock down, I am reminded of the need to have purposeful activity. Day 3 of my 27 day writing exercise was a poem about saving an ant. Well, I have too many ants and more than a dozen ant traps in the house
…..snow in May. He is angry – very angry. OK, I’m not much of a believer, but there are times when I feel that the cosmos is trying to tell us something. Mute nature, finds ways of communicating. Time to listen to the snowflakes. Poets have been trying to tell us for years, that we
During the shut down for this pandemic, retail has “kept a light on” by doing curb-side pick up, as well as, shipping out and deliveries. I have ordered a few things on-line and specified curb-side pick up. Well, spell checker decided to change “curbside” to “curtsied.” I’m not sure why. I thought it was just
It’s a phrase that was written a long time ago in a newspaper one Spring and it caught the attention of the staff room on a giddy day in early May. The complete phrase is : “In Spring, nothing looks more like a clump of earth than the Darkling Thrush..” or something like that. It
OK, it’s starting to get to me. Can’t go outside – it’s raining. I’ve cleaned the bathroom – there’s nothing left to clean. Well, maybe there is, but I’m not doing it today. Yes, I have knitting to do and several books to read, but I’m climbing the walls. This is where it really gets
