I was back up to my son’s family farm this past week for several days, and being an early…
Bits and Pieces
Birthdays
Believe it or not, by the time this column reaches you I will be fast approaching another birthday.…
Changing times
The following letter, originally submitted by a concerned citizen, has been forwarded to me from…
Painting
Lately I have been busy painting. I’m staining the exterior of the so-called chicken house,…
Fall colours
Yesterday, to the day of this writing, I had the pleasure of a visit from my sister Shirley. She…
Bitchy
I don’t know whether it’s the creeping up of age that is making me a little…
Green green
Green, green, beautiful green – I love the many colours of green in the spring. It seems that…
Gold laced cochins I
It sounded to me like some person choking. I had just walked up to open the door to enter the…
Winter wonderland
With the longer hours of daylight, springtime no longer seems so far away. In a younger year, I…
Common sense
The full-faced moon was coming up and the red ball of sun was going down as I rose from watching…
Wayside thoughts
Not often do I steal words from a country and western song, but fact is fact: “I have nothing…
Rethinking thoughts
After 80 summers, one sees life in hindsight, often sauntering through the sub-cellars of the mind,…
Life is short
I was rooting through a bundle of old papers this past weekend, getting them ready to be shredded…
Big and beautiful
Big and beautiful? Yes they are! I saw them once again this morning as they took to flight from the…
Done did it
Yes sir, madam, and mesdemoiselles, his and hers and guys and dolls, with, perhaps, long overdue…