Let the good times roll…

This would be the perfect title for a song don’t you think? If I was into music I would tell you who’s song it is but I’m drawing a blank. If I had to guess, and I’m pretty brutal at it, it would be the

My View

I have watched the momentum build and have felt passionately that I wanted to add my thoughts and opinions to the

An Open Letter to Whoopi Goldberg….We most certainly WERE Listening

This is an extremely articulate response. Her wit and her compassion balanced out so well.

Rebecca's Ramblings

Since I saw The View’s so-called “apology” clip on social media, I’ve given this post a tremendous amount of thought. My first instinct and knee-jerk reaction was to sit down with my laptop and blast them with full force…unload my anger  and outrage onto the page…err…computer screen…so I could purge it and get all of that negativity out of my system. I’ll admit, I even got about a quarter of the way through that piece, when I stopped to re-read it. It was a scathing, searing diatribe that quite frankly, made me ashamed of myself. It sounded like something that the View Crew would say…it was petty, spiteful, angry and distasteful. That’s not who I am as a person, a writer or more specifically, a nurse. Quite frequently, I end my blog posts with a sentence urging my readers to be kind to each other. I am a tireless advocate for tolerance, peaceful coexistence and doing…

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And the winner is…

Drum roll plays in the background as the hand goes into the drum and the winner is….

The Reluctant Mason

This would be the perfect title for a book about a young English lad in the Middle Ages who deperately wanted to be a knight but who was from a peasant background. A distant relative was the head stone mason at the local cathedral and so his lot in life was cast to go there. It could spin on about his eventual legacy of work because his uncle dies and he becomes a significant figure in the completion of the cathedral.

But alas it is really just a post about the

Building Momentum

Yesterday was the beginning of a shared journey I will make with a team of colleagues. In 5 months we will spend a week in

Rock Walk

This title is one letter off from a title I have used before but a long ways from it in the context of what we did with the rocks.

Despite the

Contrasts

There are many levels of contrasts; some apparent and some more obtuse, in this entry.  I will leave it up to the reader to determine what they will but at the end of the photos I will share my thoughts.   

  

     

     

  

The obvious contrast is that my usual photos are prairie based but we were in the mountains this weekend. The other obvious is that most of my photos are sunset, sunrise or sunny day photos. Let’s just say that the weather didn’t cooperate so these photos are of a dull dreary but not rainy day. The blatant obvious fact is  that we played all weekend and didn’t work.

Each series of 3 photos also represents the big picture, the path and the details. Would I have enjoyed the big picture more if I had taken less photos. The answer is no because it was a gnarly path, in the true sense of the word, and one had to stop walking to appreciate the view. The path pictures show the conditions under which we hiked. Those tiny minut orange mushrooms would not have been readily descernable if I had marched along at full speed. 

So draw from that what you will. I enjoyed all three aspects equally and now take pleasure in sharing these photos and my thoughts with you. 

As an aside there was a fabulous lodge restaurant that served good cold beer and intensely favoured food. Sometimes on the path we need to take to take time to nourish our bodies, souls and relationships. 

Bernie