I’ve been “off the wagon” so to speak in blogging. Honestly I am not sure why but we shall see if the thoughts and words can flow. It truly will be some of this and that. Remains to be seen if I can tie it all together at the end.
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Old school indeed
I wanted to make a fancy daily journal but didn’t find the items I had been looking for. So I went old school. Like as basic as it gets as I don’t even any gold stars like we got at school.
Continue reading “Old school indeed”No Floral Scent
#SundayStills challenge is a real challenge here where not much is blooming at this time of year. So I decided to do a bit of a retrospective floral show with a bit of a surprise twist at the end.
Continue reading “No Floral Scent”An Apple a day…
I ate an apple today. It was cold, crisp and slightly sweet. Not at all like the apples of my childhood lunch box where they were warm and soft. The number of times I carried the same apple to and from school is probably fairly high. A work conversation from two school lunch packing dad’s let me know that this sort of thing is still going on. But back to my apple.
Continue reading “An Apple a day…”Didn’t Finish It Friday
It’s another one of “those stories”. The kind that makes other people shake their head at me while I’m busy being annoyed at myself.
Continue reading “Didn’t Finish It Friday”In small flashes
It’s arriving, in small flashes. At first I thought it was just spring. You know – more daily sunshine hours and the worst of the cold is gone although lots of snow remains. Perhaps it’s planting a few seeds that will grow up to be tomatoes & other nummy things in a few months. Might be the return to fairly decent sleeps with less back pain and therefore I am less testy/irritable/grumpy out of sorts. But here’s the thing. I think it’s actually hope. Showing up in small flashes. In tiny little ways that kindle more hope. Some very concrete ways and some more the glimmer in the distance. I’ll take it on this roller coaster journey called life.
My current juxtaposition
The pale colours near the horizon give way above to the fading indigo. Dawn creeps across the sky. The yard lights, which dot the valley to the east, a steady spot on a quiet morning.

2 Years On…
2 years of Covid-19
Of no hugs
2 years of lockdowns
Of no hugs
2 years of mandates
Of no hugs
2 years of isolation
Of no hugs
2 years of restrictions
Of no hugs
2 years of bubbles
OF NO HUGS
Continue reading “2 Years On…”Linking to Hope
If I should ever sit down to write all the words in my head I am quite certain I will become a confirmed insomniac. It seems to me that the words flow inside my head in the dark. The ideas glimmer and then seem to gel into place. But… the second I get up to write them down they vanish. That’s the gist of this post. I had it in my head but now it seems to be a bunch of fragmented spotty segments that won’t tie together.
Continue reading “Linking to Hope”Loads on the shelf
I have quite a little stack of books on the trunk by my chair right now. Just not quite enough hours to read them all but I am slowly working my way through them. There is a reason it’s slow going.
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