This morning, in the Toronto Star, was a wonderful article about a photography artist, Elaine Waisglass, whose exhibit, The Beauty of Life, is on display for the next few weeks at the Roberts Gallery. The article first outlines Ms Waisglass’ long career in the arts from OCAD – Ontario College of Art and Design, through script
I did one of those personality tests on FB and failed!! How can you fail a personality test? Does that mean that you have no personality? Here’s what happened. First, I love the colour red. My last two cars have been red, which means that I have been driving a red car for the last
…..or not as the case maybe. I have just spent the last half hour hanging around the kitchen looking for an idea for a post. Unfortunately, I have done crumbs before and today there were too many of them to be funny. Anyway, I think that they’re funnier in drawers, kitchen drawers that is, where
Maybe I should rephrase that…. I think I’m a hero. This morning, I could report to my husband that Barca beat Real Madrid 4 to 3 and that Messi scored a hat trick!! I’m sure that it will be replayed somewhere, in case you missed it. The only reason I know this is because of
This has all happened before and I know it will all happen again. It’s Sunday morning and I haven’t an idea in my head for a post 🙂 There was lots of “stuff” on FB, but again, much of it was repetitive – trite memes, boring lists, not-so-cute animal tricks – sigh. I flipped around
Lee Anne Dalton posted to my FB wall about a dream she had. She dreamt that she could ride a unicycle. Well, I just happen to have a unicycle in my basement. Really a house is not complete without one 🙂 Actually, when my daughter was a councillor at a circus camp a few years
I was reading a blog post the other day on fairies and the belief that they really exist. Ironically it was posted very close to St. Patrick’s Day and we all know the Irish’ obsession with the “little people.” At their worst, fairies exchange children in their cribs at night, thereby leaving a parent to
I was fascinated by this quotation posted by Wordporn. It’s from Plato’s symposium and it may explain a lot of the angst in this world. How often do we feel incomplete? Are we plagued with the sense that there is something missing in our lives? Do we find ourselves searching, reaching out, ever hoping to find
….or maybe it’s Saturday morning going up…. I took my daughter downtown to an early morning soccer practice last Saturday. As I drove home along King St., I took pictures, while stopped at various traffic lights along the way. Here they are. As you can see there are a lot of boom cranes around. Toronto
I live in the city, where parking is the equivalent of big game hunting!!! First, finding a parking space can be very dangerous. You drive down (or up) a busy main street simultaneously looking for parking spots on both sides of the street. This means that your head swings regularly from side to side and
