I happened upon a page on Facebook entitled The Art of Nonconformity. I didn’t realize that nonconformity was an art form or that it could be raised to the level of art. It’s true that the majority of artists could be considered nonconformists. Certainly all new and fresh ideas come from people who have a […]
We went out yesterday to establish a baseline for how far and/or how long we could walk in fairly rugged terrain, before we do some extended hiking on the Bruce Trail. We did this with the biking, before we cycled Le P’tit Train du Nord in June, however we were a little casual about our
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
I enjoy the words associated with groups of “things,” such as, “a gaggle of geese” or “a pride of lions” and I really enjoy making up terms to apply to groups of “things,” which maybe need a little more recognition. These “collection” phrases are like miniature poems. They are shorter than Haikus, but they are
The cold and rain this summer is matched only by last winter’s -24C temperatures and its blinding snowstorms. Sigh!! We had planned an outing Saturday with the kids at BMO field and guess what? – it rained!! Canada is hosting FIFA’s International Women Under 20 Soccer Cup – or something like that. Next year we
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.
In my blog post yesterday, remembering Robin Williams, I referred to a passage from “Dead Poet’s Society” on the power of poetry. It’s worth repeating – “We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race, and the human race is filled with
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
I love stamps. Unfortunately I don’t collect them. I often tear them off envelopes and collect them in another envelope and then manage to lose that envelope. I have had albums before, but I always found them messy, with packets of stamps that had little of anything interesting about them. I do remember that the
My daughter bought me a tea cup “set” for my birthday recently, OK yesterday. The boxed gift was from David’s Teas and it’s just lovely. It also came with a specialty tea called “Midsummer Night’s Dream” – what could be more perfect. If the name sounds magical the ingredients are even more so – apple,
