Author name: Carol Tomany

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Rabbits

Lately no one has commented on the rabbit or rabbits that hop through our back yard at night. I have written about them before. At first the kids really had to work at convincing me that we had rabbits. Now I’m a little obsessed with them – well, Easter is coming. I think a lot […]

blogging, poetry

Today…..

I probably really mean “yesterday” but you get the idea! I suppose that there is really no reason why anyone should run out of ideas to blog – today or any day because, you can google these very current topics anytime: 1. Photo of the day. It’s from the National Geographic. It made me wonder

words

Hell-bent……..

My mother often used expressions, I thought I understood, but probably didn’t. I’m not sure my mother always understood them either, but it did make for a colourful use of language and I’m all for adding colour (and salt) to anything. One expression in particular always puzzled me – “hell bent for leather.” I decided

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Blessed are they…..

I was looking around for a blog to “spiffy-up” for another short challenge that I’m in, when I came across a phrase that I wrote when hurricane Sandy blew out our lights. – “Blessed are they that Bar-B-Q for they shall always have matches.” We might not always have propane, or charcoal and on the

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Grey is the colour of my true love’s car….

Well it’s actually white. But really, white, grey, black. These seem to be the perennial colour choices in cars these days. I have to believe that car companies paint cars in colours that will “sell.” So people must be asking for this palette of bland, boring colours!! Maybe most of the world is populated by

blogging

Why I Blog

I am in another mini blog challenge. It’s only a 15 day challenge and you can post everyday or just once a week. The group is more author – publisher focused so I thought that I would read a few blogs there as I posted.  The one catch is, your blog has to be “new”

reality

In celebration of wiper blades…

I had to go to the garage, yesterday, to get a new wiper blade for my ’98 Honda Civic.  I had had a small victory about a month ago, re-attaching a blade that had come off in the snow. However, when it happened again, I decided to cave in and get a new blade. Every

knitting, reality

The Occupations Myth….

I know that it is easy to have preconceived ideas about people in certain occupations. For one thing it makes life easier to believe that doctors exist to heal, teachers live to educate and writers strive to create, chronicle and/or entertain. However, we have all met doctors who are artists, teachers who are entrepreneurs and

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Sea Slugs and Pontiffs

I just had to repost a column by Tabatha Southey. It’s a satirical essay on why she believes that the Pope has stepped down. It’s hilarious. Here’s the link from the Globe and Mail and here’s the article There has been much speculation around Pope Benedict XVI’s resignation. For a week now, rumours have swirled on

poetry

Pussy Willow

There were buckets of pussy willow at the market the other day. I love pussy willows – they just whisper (whispurr) Spring. From a site for free poetry Pussy Willow Tiny little pussy willow Softer than a baby’s pillow Sometimes when I stroke your fur I almost hear you purr. Author Unkown And from the

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