It has been now longer than six long months since my Little Lady passed on to the paradise that she…
Bits and Pieces
Tired of winter
This year, with I suppose good reason, I have become a little tired of winter. As I write this, a…
Fun, fun, fun
Recently I’ve been spending considerable time over at the Elora Centre For The Arts. For…
Santa
You’re not going to believe this, but a couple of days before Halloween, I got a letter from…
Hydrogen Peroxide II
This is not the first time that I have written about hydrogen peroxide, and I can assure you it…
Memory lane
I have just come in from wandering around my garden. It is only about 6:10am and the shadows of…
Questionable employees
Gleaned from the Ottawa Citizen and sent on to me through the magic of email is the following:…
Old Farts
I know my editors are going to no doubt do a double take and reach for their blue-leaded editing…
Mid June
Spring has sprung, the grass has risen, and the daisies are all in bloom – which leaves me in…
Frosty morning
I often rise quite early in the morning, usually before the rest of the family stirs in the rest of…
Inflation
Time flies, leaving me doubting the fact that spring is getting closer only one day at a time. In…
The green thing
In line at the grocery store, the cashier told the older woman she should bring her own bag because…
Honey House
I’m not a beekeeper or a beekeeper’s son, but boy, I like the honey when all the work…
Hello, hello
Hello. Hello. Hellooooo. Is the first salutation that I hear each morning as I approach my canary…
Double whammy
Boy, oh boy, was the weekend of April 29 a busy one for me. It all started off on the Friday as I…