Author name: Carol Tomany

poetry

“Dearest Freshness Deep Down Things….”

I follow a lot of posts and blogs by knitting designers because I am interested in what they are doing and where they get their design inspiration. Today a very famous designer and teacher, Cat Bordhi posted and I realized that she had named her blog site – “Dearest Freshness Deep Down Things.“ Well, this […]

hiking, travel

Holiday Spirits

There is something incredibly awesome about this place.  There are no mountains – just high land and lake – huge lake and rock – so much rock that you wonder if there is anything else except rock and trees and water. It was when I went to see the pictographs that I realized what else

hiking, travel

Thunder Bay

We left last Friday August 31 to drive our daughter to Lakehead University in Thunder Bay and tomorrow we will head back to TO.  It’s been a great trip!!! The drive for the most part is spectacular with gorgeous views of Lake Superior and the highlands. Thunder Bay has a lovely waterfront park and the

unicorns

KD, Gold Fish and the fine art of parenting…

OK I raised my kids on Gold Fish crackers and KD – that’s Kraft Dinner not K. D. Lang.  Some say that if you have a child until the age of seven, you have them for life and I think that they must be right, because my 30-year-old still eats KD and my daughter at 20, bought

Food, reality, words

Garlic for what ails you….

I have a bilingual garlic keeper. OK I live in Canada, but to my knowledge I don’t think that I am required, by law, to have a garlic keeper that’s bilingual. Now maybe if I lived in Quebec, I might have to, or maybe it would be uni-lingual – French. Anyway, I have always loved

reality

Little things mean a lot…

This is the title of a very old song that my mother loved. It was sung by Tessie Brewer and I think I liked it because she did. Anyway it is the theme that I am working on for the next few blogs (maybe 30). I know that the actual theme of this web blog

words

August is a wicked month….

I don’t usually read fiction but I read, years ago, Edna O’Brien’s “August is a Wicked Month.” As fiction goes, it was interesting and given that I read it while waiting in line to see exhibits at Expo ’67, it was time well spent. However, this August I think must take the “cup” for being

books, Food, photography

Less is more…

Three articles in a row on a similar theme usually means that someone is trying to tell me something.   First there was the book review of a new book entitled The Book of Marvels by Lorna Crozier. It’s a book of essays on household items – relating them to life. Something like… a bowl can

Food, poetry

Where the sidewalk ends….

I have a few regrets in life and sometimes I don’t realize that I should regret something until I hear someone say, “Oh I did this or I remember that” and it wasn’t even on my radar screen.  Well it happened again this morning I was reading the “Impossible” blog and some one posted a

Art

“Some are born great…..

…some achieve greatness and some have greatness thrust upon them.”  And I would like to add that some just live down the road from greatness and feel that their lives are elevated by mere happenstance or serendipity. This is what I posted for the heading “old” in the latest photo scavenger hunt.  It’s the side

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