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Sands of time…

My writing partner and I have reconnected and we have decided to write in a slightly different vein. Rather than simply giving each other words, as a challenge, we have decided to give each other “memory” suggestions. Yes, they may still be words, but they have to be connected to personal memories – definitely a […]

Art, reality

My Kingdom for a Mermaid’s Purse

 I know a little dramatic, but here’s how I got there. I’m in the process of trying to find ways of both appreciating and preserving artwork that I have done, my kids have done, and others, close to us, have done. For the artwork in fabric, I have begun doing a series of quilts, as

pandemic, reality

I have lost count…

 …which is better than losing face or maybe even Faith. I don’t know if there are parameters for things like – too much snow, too much grey, too much idle time, too much dark…. the list goes on. In fact, I have lost count of the number of –  1. Waves of this pandemic. I

reality, Toronto, unicorns

Oceans of Snow

The Winter of 2022 might just go down as the Winter from Hell. Well maybe I shouldn’t say Hell, because it’s warm there (or so I am told, I’ve never actually been) and should, as a result, melt everything. This Winter is definitely right up there with the Winter of 1970-71 where I distinctly remember

reality

On a Dark Art….

My apologies to anyone who has had a family member, close friend, anyone, die by suicide. I have had two encounters, so I have experienced, though never understood, the reality. Anyway, I am one of those people who survive through dark humour. It may be my Irish legacy; it may be just an aberrant characteristic.

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A House is a Home is a Garden – in several posts – 1

People who know me, know I love growing “things.” Yes, growing older comes to mind, but not today. Fortunately, I have a large back garden. Unfortunately it is heavily treed – growing anything in the way of food and/or flowers is a challenge. Hence (love that word), I rely on my front garden to grow

gardening, reality

Challenge

 Our writing word for a long time has been challenge. Well, I have been accepting the “take on a daily challenge” idea for a while now – maybe not everyday, but enough of them to throw out an ankle, a knee, an elbow and a shoulder – need I say more.  Since April, I have

poetry, reality, words

Plus ça change, plus c’est la meme chose……

Our writing word for today is “change.” I have always maintained that change is the only constant, well maybe not. Maybe the more things change, the more they remain the same.  For some reason, there are always dictators. Democracy is challenged in the most democratic of countries. There are still the poor, the homeless, the

reality, words

The Duchess of Wessex….

 …..I have not commented on the very silly antics of “some very minor people” who have a lot of money and who feel that they need to be considered important. OK, she manipulated herself into a minor role in a dramatic series, “Suits,” which aired on a secondary network. She also had her sights on

reality, words

Escape

Our writing word for today is “escape” – go figure. After twelve months of various combinations of lock down, I need an escape. I would love to escape to the country; go for a walk in a forest, with a stream maybe, and oh yes, a hill or two. I need a different four walls

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