Though long late by the time this is published, and too late coming to me for encouraging…
Bits and Pieces
Reality
“To market, to market, to buy a fat pig.” So went a poetic nursery rhyme along about…
Crabby old man
With another birthday having slipped by, unnoticed by the multitudes, leaving me dangling in the…
Frank
Frank is a new avian friend of mine. There is no other way of expressing Frank’s disposition…
And the rains that came
“Rain, rain, come and stay, we could use a little almost every day.” Those were my…
Bus trip
Recently, a few weeks back, I went on a bus trip with other members of the Saugeen Valley Fur and…
Minorca bantams
I fell in “just-gotta-have” love with these attractive little chickens when I first saw…
Ticking of time
The mind roams often with inconsequential thoughts that never pause long enough to allow a pen to…
Intelligence
I am certainly sure that we underestimate the intelligence of animals. Having occasional time on my…
Resolutions
It may be a little late to suggest making a New Year’s resolution, but I hope a few have been…
Quebec separation
Quebec separation – what a bunch of nerds! In my estimation, I feel this is nothing more than…
Butterflies
We have had a short stretch of exceedingly good weather up here in cattle country. There have been…
Mother nature
As I looked out my frost-spattered window this past morning the lifting fog whisps shadowed the…
Quast, Betty
Quast, Betty, nee Robinson. It was 20 past 12 noon on the sixth day of March. I was slumped in…
WWOFF II
Woof, woof, and woof again. That’s just Foxy, our house dog, my good-natured,…