…..I love words. I love them individually, on their own, out of context, just sitting there in my mind, waiting for the right moment to be given life – spoken or written. That’s why my interest was piqued when I came across this post entitled, “The 100 Most Beautiful Words in English.” They are listed […]
Can you tell a family by the conversations they have? I wonder then, what could be said about our family from the following topics? Yes, we still have dinner together, when we can, and the conversation is almost as important as the food!! 1. The Knuckle Ball – This was a somewhat serious discussion of
Toronto is known for its many ravines and underground rivers. This is a geological phenomenon apparently created after the last ice age. Fortunately most of the ravines and their rivers have been preserved, so they make for pleasant rambles through the woods. Sunday we went for a walk through the ravine that runs behind the
I happened upon a page on Facebook entitled The Art of Nonconformity. I didn’t realize that nonconformity was an art form or that it could be raised to the level of art. It’s true that the majority of artists could be considered nonconformists. Certainly all new and fresh ideas come from people who have a
We went out yesterday to establish a baseline for how far and/or how long we could walk in fairly rugged terrain, before we do some extended hiking on the Bruce Trail. We did this with the biking, before we cycled Le P’tit Train du Nord in June, however we were a little casual about our
My husband threw a surprise birthday party for me last Sunday and I was really surprised!! I had no idea, when we left the house, supposedly to go to a small office function hosted by one of his staff, that it was actually a birthday party for me. I am so glad that I didn’t
I enjoy the words associated with groups of “things,” such as, “a gaggle of geese” or “a pride of lions” and I really enjoy making up terms to apply to groups of “things,” which maybe need a little more recognition. These “collection” phrases are like miniature poems. They are shorter than Haikus, but they are
The cold and rain this summer is matched only by last winter’s -24C temperatures and its blinding snowstorms. Sigh!! We had planned an outing Saturday with the kids at BMO field and guess what? – it rained!! Canada is hosting FIFA’s International Women Under 20 Soccer Cup – or something like that. Next year we
Maybe that should read, “Am I my son’s keeper?” Two night’s ago our youngest sat down to dinner and asked with great annoyance, “How come you guys didn’t tell me Robin Williams had died?” I was stunned. This is a 21 year old who lives on his computer, iPhone, and any other electronic device available.
In my blog post yesterday, remembering Robin Williams, I referred to a passage from “Dead Poet’s Society” on the power of poetry. It’s worth repeating – “We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race, and the human race is filled with
