I walk almost daily past the grave of William Lyon MacKenzie King. Who? Well, yes, he did die in 1950, so there are probably three generations, who never really knew him. For the record, he was the Prime Minister of Canada, when the Liberals were in power, which was on and off for almost thirty […]
Both Art and Attitude are “A” words. Please, let me explain. Because I need a focus to get through winter, I have borrowed a meditating technique that I used a few years ago to, well, do just that – get through winter. That is, I created a post a day based on three words beginning
…….. is another A word that I chose for a day of channeling a few Octobers ago. Actually I may have tried to channel (think) it on one of those very busy days, that makes meditating virtually impossible, because nothing really got “stirred up.” This is not a bad thing. Wait, I did do a
When the days draw in and the temperature drops, I “die.” I am not a winter person, but, by some accident of birth, I was born in a country with long cold winters, Canada. OK, it could have been worse, it could have been, Russia. Over the years, I have had to devise ways of
I try to avoid rush hour in the city. I am not a patient person in a queue and I am always looking for an escape. Unfortunately, last night, I had to take my son downtown about 6:00pm to deliver a piece of artwork to a client. That meant gridlock down and back, sigh! I
As predicted, it was raining Monday morning when we set out to drive back to TO. We would have planned another walk, except there was little chance that the weather would change, so we just hunkered down and accepted “the wrath of God.” Anyway the plan was to have coffee and a muffin at the
Can you tell a family by the conversations they have? I wonder then, what could be said about our family from the following topics? Yes, we still have dinner together, when we can, and the conversation is almost as important as the food!! 1. The Knuckle Ball – This was a somewhat serious discussion of
My husband threw a surprise birthday party for me last Sunday and I was really surprised!! I had no idea, when we left the house, supposedly to go to a small office function hosted by one of his staff, that it was actually a birthday party for me. I am so glad that I didn’t
Maybe that should read, “Am I my son’s keeper?” Two night’s ago our youngest sat down to dinner and asked with great annoyance, “How come you guys didn’t tell me Robin Williams had died?” I was stunned. This is a 21 year old who lives on his computer, iPhone, and any other electronic device available.
I know that I should write today on the passing of a great entertainer, Robin Williams. However, I am almost too sad to write. I can’t believe that we have lost Mrs. Doubtfire, the magnificent English teacher, John Keating, an alien, Mork…the list goes on. At a time when the world needs humour more than
