Growing with gratitude for life's challenges
As a writer, I ponder point of view often, wondering which narrative voice is most effective. For this post’s purpose, first person narrative is called for, however; I tend to favour that option in much of my writing, and yet, I tire of it, as I’m sure readers must. Much of my poetry stems from […]
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Photographing myself in the side mirror of the car, is apparently serious business, judging by the furrowed brow. I should take a lesson from my two-year-old granddaughter, who seems quite amused by her own image. Maybe it’s the pyjama’s that set the mood. This wild horse, on the other hand, appears unaware that he […]
Read MoreWe recently attended a dramatic version of To Kill a Mockingbird in Stratford, Ontario. Written by Harper Lee in the late 1950’s, this has been one of my all time favourite reads. Although some of the language is antiquated and no longer acceptable, the themes of the novel are timeless. Atticus Finch, the patriarch extraordinaire of the […]
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“I’m quite happy to spectate,” I offer when the cry goes out for team members. It’s Friday night, and darts are the big event at the neighbourhood clubhouse. “No! No! You must play. Everyone plays.” This is our second social this week in our new community, and I must say the locals are friendly and […]
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Attitude says: “I can do it!” despite Grandma’s warning. It says: “You’re just kidding, and I know it.” Attitude doesn’t need words to convey it’s message: Which is why even birds can express it: (Thanks to Nancy Merrill for this week’s challenge: attitude. Also linked to Fandango’s word of the day, attitude.)
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This sweet bushtit landed on my path while I was visiting Redding, California this past spring. After playing with the image, what emerged was a forlorn little fellow for whom I wrote this haiku. My heart goes out to all those in Redding, and elsewhere in the world where forest fires are ravaging lives. (Submitted […]
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We arrived Wednesday, our vehicle stuffed full, including a blow-up mattress for me, who would be camping out the remainder of the week. Ric would travel back and forth, staying at the RV, and I would manage deliveries, and oversee the laying of new floors. I set up in the living room (bedroom carpets were […]
Read MoreThe celebrations started last Sunday – dinner at a Greek restaurant with the family. It was a double celebration, Sloane having turned six just days before. Then we headed North to a friend’s cottage and had a meal rich with the summer’s harvest: corn on the cob, potatoes cooked with garlic on the barbecue, and […]
Read MoreBy the time you read this, my celebration will have begun. The family and I will have met for a casual dinner at a local restaurant, and I’ll be glowing from pride to think that two generations all started with me. Miraculous, isn’t it? Today, we are headed up north, where I will celebrate my […]
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To know I have accomplished something each day, is as important to me as the first cup of tea in the morning. It is the satisfaction of knowing I have contributed, that I have made a stamp (no matter how minute) on the passage of time. Prior to illness, I didn’t think much about accomplishment; […]
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One Woman's Quest II 