I must confess that heights make me spin, my collection of photos from above is fairly thin. The Botanical Gardens, in Victoria, B.C. as viewed from above is a sight to see – not sure which made my head whirl more height or the thought of such a gardening chore. The Apache Trail in Arizona, […]
Children understand the mechanics of accomplishment: take a risk, try and try again, and bask in the accolades that follow. As I grow older, I wonder at what point in life I lost that simple understanding. Now, as I watch my granddaughters, I feel compelled to regain some of that old spunk: tackle the new, […]
The shores of Lake Huron hold many memories for both Ric and I. He grew up in a small community just outside of Sarnia, Ontario, where the Bluewater Bridge crosses over to Port Huron, Michigan. My family spent many summers cottaging in the area, and my parents retired to the lake. Lake Huron is said […]
It’s hard to decipher, when staring through glass who is eyeing whom, is it me or the….bass? And what happened to treasures left to rot surely they held such dreams when first bought? And if reincarnation is part of the deal, where do I sign up to return as a seal? I’d make friends with […]
Inspired by a question about why a certain flower has five petals, this week’s challenge was born: mystery. The responses have been varied and all equally intriguing proving that life continues to be full of mystery. I started us off with a tale about a suspicious death in the family, pre-dating my existence. Like any good […]
My lens is drawn to windows, not for what I can see beyond, rather for the mystery they invoke. I watch the world through the frame of a window – life passing while I lie still, praying for better days – certain that few would guess that I am here, wonder at my well-being. Now, […]
Don’t Hold Your Breath’s byline is “tripping the world, slowly”. The author, I.J. Khanewala, documents travels through images and delightful commentary. I have begun to look forward to these snippets from other worldly places. In a recent post: “Flowers of the Middle Heights” The Young Niece asks why a certain flower has five petals. Khanewala, […]
“I’m too old to change!” Father snapped at me when I suggested that some of the stress Mother was suffering might have to do with his behaviour. “Look in the mirror, Dad. If you see a reflection, it is not too late to change.” It was a line I borrowed from Alan Cohen, an author […]
“We’ll give him a few more minutes, shall we?” The kindly old man seated across from me crossed one leg over the other and sat back as if he had all the time in the world to wait. “The thing is…I mean…,” I hung my head in shame. “I don’t think he’s coming.” “Ah, yes.” […]