It is definitely spring, the birds are returning and, as yearly usual, my email and phone calls…
Bits and Pieces
Lucky
At the time of this writing, I don’t think more than a few have ever had a friendly chat with…
Sound of silence
It’s only mid-January, but do the math; we are now in what is colloquially known as the dead…
Clippity-clop
Clippity-clop, clippity-clop, clippity-clop was the only sound I heard as we pulled up to a…
The rains came
Some of the weather statistics that were spit from the lips on both radio and TV recently stated…
Christmas 2012
Once again, sneaking up on us in the shadows of darkness, taking advantage of the shorter growing…
Billy or Buck
Billy or buck, nanny or doe – that is the question. What difference does it mean? What…
Flood of memories
A couple of days before writing, my son and I went to pick up a so-called elderly neighbour who…
Snow, snow
Snow, snow, go away – come again some other day! That was a chant that was directed to the…
Snap, crackle and pop
Snap, crackle and pop is not my cereal popping when I pour milk on it, nor is it the before-bedtime…
Wardrobe malfunction
I can’t recollect, but it must have been Friday the 13th; otherwise, how could so many…
No shirt
“No shirt, no shoes, no service.” That was as a popular sign among the outer beach area…
Half and half
The sun shone brightly through my window as I awoke the other morning. It had broken through the…
Poetry of time
The foremost side of the handout card at the sign-in podium of the Smith Funeral Home, 1576 London…
Sold
The auction sale, aforementioned, in the swaybacked building at the end of the once-was Royal…