My Joy this week has to be in finding this tiny Snowdrop, at the edge of the driveway, in bloom. OK, I have lots of Snowdrops scattered throughout the garden. Not one of them is even close to emerging. However, this one Snowdrop, precariously placed just inches from the cars that park in the driveway, […]
In one of my posts, I did an exercise from a book, Lateral Thinking, by Edward de Bono. It’s a process by which you pick a random word and use it to solve a problem. My problem was the Winter “blahs” and my word was caruncle – an extraneous growth. The exercise is usually done
I’ve made it through January. This in itself is a distillation of pure Joy! Someone posted a poem on FB about the days of the month. It was a parody on the old “Thirty days hath September.” They managed to incorporate all the months and their respective days except for January, which the poet noted
Our writing word this time is “light.” It’s the word I have given, mainly because at this time of year, I need light!! I know we collectively, do a wonderful job of creating light in our winter darkness. We decorate our houses, our trees, our pathways, with a myriad of sparkling colours, to give us
I have always loved Fridays. When I was teaching, it was the end of the week of a commitment to a job that gave you enough money to enjoy a few days off at the end of that week. Friday was the beginning of the weekend – time off to catch up. Yes, there was
This was the response from a friend of mine, when I said that I was taking a folk dancing class this Fall. Well, I went to my first class today and I am in awe!! This is a class that has been together for 30 years. It has been taught by the same instructor, Olga,
The word for our third memory challenge is “ply.” It’s a simple 3 letter word with a depth of meaning, no pun intended. “Ply,” as a noun, means “layering.” As a verb it is often defined as “pushing on,” layering ones efforts repeatedly to achieve an end. I have dealt with ply in an industrial
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
……I haven’t posted in a while, I will post about this later, when it’s all over…it’s been a trying time. But there has been light in the tunnel, even though we haven’t reached the end, as yet. The other day I received my winter catalogue of gardening must haves from Veseys Seeds in PEI..OK, PE.
45 might be the real meaning of life, as opposed to 42. Here is a post I copied from someone else, with my notations: “To celebrate growing older, I once wrote the 45 lessons life taught me. It is the most requested column I’ve ever written. (Here it is) My odometer rolled over to 90
