The other day we went to an area on Lake Ontario that has a community of people who live in houseboats. Now, I am fascinated by houseboats. I am not sure that I am the type of person who needs to be on water all the time, but I can understand that need in others and […]
I’m not sure why I have trouble following directions. Maybe innately, I hate being told what to do. I can’t just follow a recipe, for example. I have to combine several recipes and then add a little this and that as well. Paella On Sunday, I made Paella, from a combination of three sets of
I often think of living the life of a nomad – a little insane maybe. I dream of walking the Camino and I post about a friend who is riding a motorcycle out to BC to see her grandchildren. I am not alone in this desire for freedom. Several people I follow, often post about
My last post was about the poem “Tom O’ Bedlam and the person on YouTube, Spoken Verse who both recites wonderful poetry and recites poetry wonderfully : ) He is known on-line as, Tom O’ Bedlam. There are many times when I have thought that there is a strong correlation between poetry and madness. Poems
Today again, I found myself without an idea for a post. This would be #85 I think, in the challenge of doing 365 and not missing a beat – err day. So I started cruising around, looking for some inspiration. At one point, I realized that I hadn’t fully explored a website www.getintotheshade.com, that I had
In my last post, I mentioned the economic downturn that we are in now and how difficult it is to remain optimistic for young and old. The young have dim prospects in the job market and the old have seen their nest eggs shrink with the falling markets. Time to get inventive, like the organ
After years of telling us that we should see the glass half full, there now seems to be a shift to – seeing the glass half empty – as not a bad thing. Here’s why. Pessimists prepare for the worst. However, once things are resolved, the results are usually never as bad as they thought
My previous post was about Alchemy – the art of changing something worthless into something valuable, such as gold. There is, of course, the old fairy tale about the spinner who needed to turn straw into gold. Magically an elf heard her cries and offered to give her that power, in exchange for her first
I always remember a friend of mine, telling me once that she was sitting beside a young man on a plane and during the course of their conversation, she asked him what he did for a living. He said, “I’m an Alchemist.” She was amazed!! Five hundred years ago, this might have meant very little.
I usually try the cryptic crossword puzzle in the daily paper. Yesterday, there was a clue that I knew was an anagram, that is, the letters in the phrase “at shop” had to be rearranged to get a language spoken in Afghanistan. I didn’t know the language so I looked it up – Pashto. While
