Shopping is something that I have grown to dislike. It once was a sort of social thing, as most…
Bits and Pieces
SOAR
I’ll bet you dollars to doughnuts there are fewer than 10 per cent of readers, of the over…
Jenney and I
It turns out that Jenney, my scooter, and I are both addicted to bird watching. This past morning,…
Canada 2015
From a far-western reader come comments quite frequently, and with the federal election cresting…
Frosty Friday
I slept in the other morning. When I awoke, the sun was shining at about nine o’clock high.…
Junkyard dog
Because of my long-term association of 32 years, with not one of the best, but the best weekly…
Signature bonnet
Recently I mentioned “tossing my soggy sombrero” in one of my articles. This in itself…
Why? Why? Why?
Why have we allowed this to happen? Why have we let it spread; like wild fire out of control, clear…
Cock-a-doodle
Not often does a fellow columnist stir an interest in my literary line of thought. Not often do we…
Dawg-days
Rain, rain, go away, come again some other day – are words that I never thought I’d…
Tombstone musings
The week just prior to this writing, a friend of mine, who shows up whenever I need wheels, and…
Grow your own
Since my first article appeared in this newspaper on hydrogen peroxide, I have received a deluge of…
No. No. Orica, No
What part of no don’t you understand? is a question I’m quite sure was originally…
Busy, busy, busy
If I were to say that I haven’t been busy lately, I would be stretching the truth far beyond…
Kitchen gardens III
The first on my list of annual food plants to be tucked into the soils of your garden would be, by…