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Say there is a pile of cheese sticks on the floor, and on the wall next to the cheese sticks is an artist statement saying that the cheese sticks represent the decline of the North American diet. The size of the pile indicates the expansion of the collective waistband, its position on the floor communicates…
When I walk the dog in the morning I watch for birds. Not the ‘binoculars around my neck tromping through the bushes’ watching, but the ‘glancing around and eye-to-the-sky’ kind of watching. I have seen all kinds of birds in the cemetery. Some permanent residents, some just passing through. This summer there has been a…
I just finished my weekend at the Festival of Friends. It was a couple of very long days, but I was lucky to have good company. Financially the weekend was a bust. Lots of traffic, many conversations, compliments and interest, but not a single purchase. It is difficult not to focus on the lack of…
The sycamore trees are shedding their bark. It is a lovely thing. Great curving curls of thin bark litter the road and grass in the cemetery. This annual shedding is a great source of entertainment. Last week when I was walking my dog, there was a sound of frantic scrabbling overhead. I looked up to…
Terms of endearment are a personal thing. Sometimes you don’t have a lot of influence over what comes out of your mouth when you see the object of your affection. How many people have held their child in their arms or looked at them from afar and have called them ‘monkey’ or ‘peanut’ or ‘pookie’?…
I am the owner of a 1977 VW camper, it is guacamole green. In reality it is my husband’s bus, but it is my name on the ownership making it my bus. A few years ago I had a bout of bad vehicular karma. I was in a fender bender with our daily driver which…
What are the odds that you are standing in the exact spot in the basement, that lines up with the gap in the floor, that coincides with the puppy being greeted where the gap in the floor happens, and the puppy has an excited greeting pee, which dribbles through the crack and lands on your…
I am going to take some time off from posting. I know there is a couple of people who read my posts regularily, so I thought I would give you a heads up. There might be some new images posted in the next couple of weeks but for now the words are going to stop…
The beauty of summer reds. The bright orange red of a juicy strawberry, the deep rich red of a ripe cherry, the dark dusty red of raspberry ready to be picked. Delights to the eye, and then you get to eat them! Strawberries; plump, juicy, sweet and sharp. Raspberries; small, tender, rich and tart….