Author name: Carol Tomany

reality

A Calm Exterior…..

A calm exterior often masks a chaotic interior. Let me explain. We have rented for a short time, I hope, a storage facility nearby to help us clear out the house and reorganize our space. My eldest has just finished four years of Art college and we have run out of walls on which to […]

reality

Pizza and the Passing of Time…..

Yesterday our youngest turned 20. My husband said, “Now we have no teenagers in the house anymore.”  I nearly cried.  It’s the dichotomy of the human condition – you want them to grow and be successful, but you also want them to stay and keep the family together, as it were. Anyway, when the kids

photography, poetry

Picture poetry…

Sometimes I just see an interesting picture right in front of me.  This is why I like to have my camera ready.  Today the photo op was in the dining room at about 6:00am. Light from an outside lamp was streaming in through the window, creating interesting shadows. I had to record it! These are

photography

Wabi Sabi revisited

I loved Jenny Heston‘s post a few days ago on Wabi Sabi – the Japanese term for “celebrating the imperfect” among other things.  I totally agreed with Jenny.  Why wait for “the perfect” situation?  Why not enjoy what is here and now?  Maybe even enjoy it because of its limitations? I have been looking for

words

A home needs a name…….

I posted about Patrick Moore and his love of stars and cats – maybe one in the same 🙂  He lived with his mother in a 16th century home in Sussex England called “Farthings.” I love the way some people decide to name their homes.  I know that it is often just large estates that

Art, hiking

Outdoor Gallery

We went for a walk through Burke’s Brook ravine which runs under the overpass of Mt Pleasant Rd. near Blythwood Ave. It’s an area that’s very popular with graffiti artists.  My husband had read that the city was trying to control the amount of defacing there by making the area an outdoor gallery. Maybe they

reality, unicorns

One Cool Cat

This is a little story about an incident that happened years ago. For some reason it just popped into my mind the other day and for lack of another blog topic, I thought, why not retell this one? I was living, at the time, in an apartment in Port Credit and teaching at a high

words

What’s in a name..?

I was surfing the internet today looking for an interesting blog topic when I came across a site that listed some of the weirder phrases that people have keyed into the search engines. Anyway the one that stuck, was the woman who asked whether she could legally give her sons all the same name, “Jack,”

poetry, words

Will that be Campbell, Gordon or Macdonald…?

I was out for a walk the other day when I stopped at a stop light.  Well, right beside me was a gentleman in full highland dress – sporran and all. I said to him – “Campbell?” He answered, “No, Gordon.” I was happy he didn’t say, “MacDonald.” I went on to say, “This must

unicorns

A Catless house is a Soulless House

I couldn’t help thinking about this quote, by Patrick Moore, which I posted in an earlier blog.  I thought, what does my particular cat situation say about my home’s collective soul? 1. First I have three cats – do I have three souls – two to sell and one to keep 🙂 2. All of

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