Yes this week, I had another birthday!! It was an odd-numbered one, so not pivotal. However, it ended up being a marathon day of “birthday greetings.” My sister called at 10:00am, my friend for almost 70 years called at 11:00am. By then it was time for lunch. I haven’t eaten lunch in my pajamas in […]
July has been wet. I don’t mind. It means I don’t have to water the garden and I can save some money and some energy. With all the rain, of course, the garden is lush. It’s hard to imagine the barrenness of Winter with the sunny Rudbeckia in bloom. The rain has also kept me
We’re back from a few days vacation. My daughter had a week off, so I booked and AirBnB in Collingwood. It was a nice spot with a shared pool, near biking trails and a pleasant walk to the village. The “drill,” when we go away is: 1. I buy a jig saw puzzle and spend
Most of my Joy this week came from a very unjoyous event – my wallet was stolen. On Wednesday June 12, I was having coffee with a friend at Aroma. I hooked my handbag over the arm of my chair and let it rest on the ground at my feet. I then put a shopping
This last week ended with Canada Day, July 1. We celebrated as a family, which included a friend who has been part of our family for almost 50 years. It’s comforting to know that we live in a country that is not at war, has (until Ford destroys it) decent medical care, respects democracy, is
On Wednesday I bought the book “The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows.” It has added a good deal of Joy to my week. I wrote about the book in an earlier post so I won’t bore you with repetition. Writing lots of words strung together and contemplating individual words give me a lot of Joy. Fortunately
Dynamopia as substitutes for Koenig’s word “The Til” meaning “that reservoir of opportunities still available to you at this point in your life.” Yes, we do need a word for what energy remains in our bodies to explore, pursue, develop, create. It must, though, be a dynamic word, something with enough force to stir our
…or the soul talking. I’m still completely overwhelmed by “The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows.” I can spend half an hour or more contemplating one word. This morning I browsed through a few in the first ten pages and came upon “jouska” from the French “jusqu’a” – until. It’s a comment on the interior monologues most
Today I bought “The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows” by John Koenig. I have mentioned this book before in an earlier post. It’s a must read for anyone interested in words. Basically, it is a lexicon of terms the author has coined to deal with those feelings we all have, but are unable to express because
This week it rained. I have been praying for rain for weeks now. Well my prayers have been answered. I have also been praying for a lot of other “things;” I guess rain was the easiest to deliver. 🙂 The garden needed rain. This is the Yin Yang of gardening. We need rain. It comes
