Still Dreaming

May 4, 2018.Reading time 2 minutes.

Jen at Tripping Through Treacle has inspired me to rewrite my bucket list. Instead of focusing on loss, I can rethink my aspirations. I love it! This is a perfect activity for Myalgic Encephalomyelitis awareness month. Actually, I feel like I’ve just had a bucket list year. Thanks to my husband’s determination and constant willingness […]

Wagons Ahead

May 2, 2018.Reading time 3 minutes.

At 4:00 a.m we are both wide awake, so we decide to get up, have a leisurely breakfast and hit the road early. Today we are driving to Utah, having spent the night in Idaho. My fibromyalgia is flaring up. Not sure if it is long periods of sitting, or the over stimulation of passing […]

Highway 82 Through Oregon

May 1, 2018.Reading time 1 minute.

We both slept in, so our getaway this time was rushed and I am trying to write from the road, catching up on both blogs and sorting through photographs, with a wi-fi that keeps kicking me out. So bear with me. We are driving through Oregon today, and like Washington State, I am impressed by […]

Three Seasons, One Day

April 30, 2018.Reading time 3 minutes.

After almost six months of journeying, we are on the way back to Ontario. A constant barrage of text messages fly back and forth with loved ones at home. We are all excited for the reunion. We still have over 2,500 miles to cross before we get there, though, and many new places to discover. […]

Back to Campbell River

April 26, 2018.Reading time 6 minutes.

We’ve just had lunch in Comox – a quaint, mostly retirement community, judging by the services that line the main street. Mary’s, a small cafe with gluten-free options, is where we met up with Pippa for our last day of exploration on the island. The plan from here is to head north. I tag along […]

A Lake and A Pub

April 25, 2018.Reading time 6 minutes.

Westwood Lake, situated in the foothills of Mt. Benson, Nanaimo, is an unexpected surprise. Pulling into the parking lot, I am eager to get out and explore. The parking lot fronts a beach area and there are trails leading in either direction – over 5 km of walking trails, as well as mountain biking trails […]

Healing Steps

April 24, 2018.Reading time 5 minutes.

Fear is insidious; it creeps into the psyche and buries itself deep without any conscious effort. It manifests in anxiety, stalls progress, and threatens to define its host. Today, I did something I haven’t done in well over four years; I went for a walk in the woods, unattended. I took my camera and my […]

More of Nanaimo

April 20, 2018.Reading time 5 minutes.

Illness and old bodies are taking their toll on us, and as a result we are pacing ourselves more, taking days off between outings, try to regain some semblance of balance. It is easy to hibernate when the rain is pouring down, but as soon as the sun shows up, there is an urge to […]

Morrell Nature Sanctuary

April 18, 2018.Reading time 3 minutes.

Morrell Nature Sanctuary is just five minutes from where we are staying in Nanaimo, and an earlier attempt to visit was thwarted by heavy rains and Ric’s bad knees, so when Pippy comes to visit next, I suggest we try again. “I just want to make it to the lake,” I tell her, armed with […]

The Gift of Friendship

April 16, 2018.Reading time 3 minutes.

Pippy has driven down from Campbell River with her girlfriend, Sandy and her dog, Sam. We decide to leave the men to bond while we women go out for lunch and some catch up time. I take them to Gabriel’s Gourmet Cafe, where Ric and I ate on our first day here. It is busy […]

Back Seat Only

I can’t remember a timewhen elegance chose meto sit in the front seatride along in style She’d be clad in whiteand I’m ever too messycan’t control myselfmight tarnish the upholstery She’d want to go shoppingrings and jewels flashinglike Pretty Womanafter the haul I’m second-handtypically slink in and outgrabbing what I need and goinglest anyone see […]

Having a Why

(This is found poem, previously posted on OneWoman’s Quest II)

Over It!

One day it’s so mild that I don’t bother with a coat, the next we wake up to snow on the ground. The plants pushing up through the soil seem a little more patient than me – as if they are humouring nature’s fickleness. I’m ready for clear change. A pair of finches just flew […]