Summer came … and left. And for the first time in years I found myself with time on my hands. Time to enjoy visits with family and friends; time to paddle; time to dawdle in the garden, take photos, read; time to spend at The Shack dabbling in the realm of writing essays; and time […]
In less than three weeks it will be summer. Last I knew, it was winter. Or so it seems. Methinks that time thieves are on the loose again. The good news is that I’ve been preparing to give a workshop for the Writers Federation of New Brunswick via Zoom titled The Power of Prompts. Just […]
Remember Tom Paxton’s song that the Irish Rovers (and others) sang back in 1973, “Wasn’t that a party…” Well that’s been buzzin’ around in my head all day save that it’s turned into “Wasn’t that a winter …” only my version is riddled with expletives. Barrie and I were in NB over the weekend celebrating […]
I’ve not thought about the word “cheer” as an actual feeling until today. But I have been feeling cheery of late—thanks to a little bird. This feeling started about a week ago when a bird showed up on our front deck under a birdhouse where we put suet for the woodpeckers. I thought at first […]
In less than forty-eight hours it will officially be winter–with Christmas on its heels. Seems that fall came and went in the flash of an eye. SWISH! Just like that. Although I slowed down–way way down–time, it seems, did not. This past November I turned seventy-seven and celebrated my personal “new year” by spending a […]
Well, that’s not really true. Leaves are very complex in structure, design and makeup, not to mention what they contribute to the life of a tree. But my crazy life of late has slowed down and I can now take the time to do simple things like get up close and personal with a leaf. […]
It’s been ninety-one days since I last posted here. Something I swore I’d never let happen again–let a huge hunk of time lapse before “checking in.” It’s not for lack of content, or what I think would be fun to share; there’s buckets of stuff idling in the wings. Unfortunately, there hasn’t been buckets of […]
“Be wild; that is how to clear the river. The river does not flow in polluted, we manage [to do] that. The river does not dry up, we block it. If we want to allow it its freedom, we have to allow our ideational lives to be let loose, to stream, letting anything come, initially […]
Sometimes a simple daisy turns out to be not so simple after all. At first I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me. But as I moved around the daisy patch our in our back yard, it became evident that these sensational spirals were the norm. Much like working through a maze, I found […]
I came upon a site recently that deals with words. Not sure if someone sent it to me or if I saw if on Facebook or? Matters not. The site is Wordsmith.org and is prepared by Anu Garg. The title of the project is A. Word. A. Day. If you subscribe, as I did, you’ll […]
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