Me, Bert, and a pair of Snowshoes
Snowshoes. The Best Things EVER! I was beginning to think that I was doomed in the world of winter activity, which really is sucky when we are having a real winter. I like the idea of being active in the winter but my luck and skill has slowly narrowed my possibilities. Skating, tobogganing, down hill…
Ode to a Hot Water Bottle
Hot water bottle, hot water bottle So simple and so fine It brings me lots and lots of joy That you warm these feet of mine. (by me, today) My poetry in its awfulness makes me think of one of my favourite group of characters, the Feegals from Terry Pratchett’s Wee Free Men. In their…
Age
There are times when I think I am too old or too young to think, feel, experience something or other. I am trying to learn to stop doing that to myself. In a way age is irrelevant. You are never too old to make a mistake, say the wrong thing. Having more life experience doesn’t…
Sun spots
Here I sit in a spot of sun, Oh boy, what fun… (more bad poetry by me, circa high school) I spend much of the winter feeling cold. I love my house, but it is a bit drafty and is facing the wrong direction to get much sun. There is only one window in the…
Literary Escapism
When I am not sure what to do next or I am overwhelmed, I tend to lose myself in a book or several. I would love to say that my literature of choice is mind expanding, educational, inspirational or the like, but it is not. I read popular fiction. It is my drug of choice….
Wildlife Television
I was really lucky growing up because we had a family cottage. I don’t think I thought I was lucky at the time. It was a 4 1/2 hour drive and an hour or more of that was on gravel, dirt, and ‘not really’ road which was a hideous experience for someone who wasn’t tall…
Bras Revisited
It should probably be ‘Bras Continued’, but I like the way ‘Revisited’ sits in my head. My eldest daughter is nudging into teenage-hood and all those things that that entails. We ventured out to find her some ‘not really’ bras for this transitional time. It was a relatively pain-free experience. We found something suitable. What…
Yesterday I saw a merlin
Yesterday, I saw a merlin. It kind of sounds like I am beginning to write a poem or a song. I wouldn’t put anyone through my poetry though. Last poem I wrote was many moons ago and it started with “Here I stand in a puddle. Fuddle, duddle…” I did see a merlin yesterday. It…
January
The cold, the ice, the grayness. January (and February and maybe into March) can have a serious impact on my attitude. We have had a few really cold days. Eyes watering, tears freezing, nose hair icicles kind of days. Days that, unless you really have to, you don’t leave the house. The side effect of…
Granny training
As I was sitting in my rocking chair (I kid you not), trying to teach myself how to crochet (again, I kid you not), I was pondering if I was subconsciously training to be a sweet old granny. My being a granny is not imminent, but both my mother and her mother were Grandmas at…