Bridges

April 25, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Two rivers intersect in our small town, so bridges are aplenty. A former railroad hub, with few active trains nowadays, the large overhead train trestle now serves as a hiking trail. I haven’t yet found a way to get up there that doesn’t involve countless stairs, so for now I’ll stick to the footbridges. (For […]

Lens-Artists: Creativity

April 24, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

I’m in awe of those whose imaginations create “big” – like the statues of these stage hands permanently lifting the curtain at Stratford, Ontario, Canada… Or this butterfly shaped garden at the Botanical Gardens in Corpus Christi, Texas. (For Lens-Artists Weekly Photo Challenge: creativity.)

V.J.’s Weekly Challenge #45: Anniversary

April 22, 2019.Reading time 2 minutes.

“It’s been 45 years, today, since my father passed away,” Ric blurted out the other day. “He’s been gone for twice as long as I knew him.” Easter is a hard time for Ric, as it linked to the loss of many people dear to him. April 15th, for me, represents my first date with […]

We Are Not Alone

April 21, 2019.Reading time 3 minutes.

“Mom, I keep seeing 11:11 or 1:11, and sometimes other numbers repeated.” “It’s been happening to me, too.” “What does it mean?” “I’m not certain. One is the number of new beginnings, but I’ve been seeing other numbers too. No matter what the meaning, it indicates that someone is looking out for us. We’ll be […]

V.J.’s Weekly Challenge #44: Numerology

April 15, 2019.Reading time 2 minutes.

Numerology – the study of numbers and their connection to life patterns – fascinated me for many years. I came across a book, Numerology and the Divine Triangle which explained the Pythagorean theory of numbers. Like a psychic detective, I set out to uncover the mysteries of life, hoping, as we all do, to gain […]

Let It Rain

April 14, 2019.Reading time 1 minute.

Spring rain, the consensus seems to be, is the refreshment we need as winter’s barren stretch ends. Things continue to be piled up over here, the unpacking process disrupted by company and sleepovers. It is good to be home, and at the same time, I am feeling an inner fragility, overcome by exhaustion and the […]

Something Different

April 10, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

I wile away the long hours –perpetual passenger –lens posed for interesting capture:Why, why, why, asks the overpass,echoing my own impatience. In Louisiana, the highway roars –miles and mile of concrete straddlingwaterways, an amazing sight. My camera and I observe as Springreverses itself, green fading to Winter’sbarren aftermath, the familiar landscapeof Ontario’s farmlands welcoming us […]

V.J.’s Weekly Challenge #43: Rain

April 8, 2019.Reading time 1 minute.

Raindrops, not tears,blur my vision –the line of trees before mea glistening blur.The pounding in my templesis just the steady rhythmof watery drip, drip, drip,not the incessant roarof my blood pounding –discordant is this day. I wrote this piece while stranded in Mississippi, with eighteen hours of driving still ahead of us, and no idea […]

Farewell to Farewells

April 7, 2019.Reading time 2 minutes.

Total exhaustion has taken hold. Brain is fried, emotions taut, body shot. Monday as we prepared to pull out, my right leg collapsed and as I reached out to stop the fall, I grasped with my left arm, wrenching an already torn shoulder. It did not bode well for the trip home. With a dead […]

If Not For The Stairs

April 5, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

I could live by the ocean,if not for the stairs… or linger amongst ancient ruins,although climbing, I daren’t… and seaside dining is best, I agree,if not for those lofty flights The only up these legs can dois resting on the sofa most nights. (Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge is stairs or steps. I added a fun […]

I dream that I am teaching again, and having assigned the class independent work, I am spending time connecting with each student to see if they are grasping the material. It’s my favourite part of teaching, and I wake up wondering if I’ll ever have that feeling again. So rewarding. It is bittersweet, growing old. […]

Fatal Fury

Really wasn’t your faultthis fury that overcame –Words evoked onslaught,a raging river of pain. Didn’t mean to push you,miscalculated my aim,swimming in swamp watersnot a recommended game. You floundered, gurgled,cursed me by name –our love story, now viralbrought an alligator fame. (Image my own. Tale is totally fictional, I promise.)