Wintry River View

January 17, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Grey and overcast, our daily weather report. Stir crazy with staying indoors, Ric takes me to Stratford, just twenty minutes down the road, where we can drive along the river and pick up Thai food for dinner. (For Nancy Merrill’s a Photo a Week Challenge: view)

Squirrel and Deer

January 3, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

A couple of locals for Nancy Merrill’s A Photo A Week Challenge: animals.

Shine On

November 29, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

( For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo a Week Challenge: shiny)

Yum, Yum

November 19, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

A favourite mug with hot chocolate. A family brunch. An apple lover. All yum. For Nancy Merrill’s a Photo a Week: food

Gateway

November 10, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Nancy Merrill’s a Photo a Week: gateways.

Birds and Bokeh

October 27, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo A Week Challenge: bokeh.

Vibrant

October 22, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Colourful chairs outside an ice cream shop, and the vibrant shades of Autumn leaves. (for Nancy Merrill’s a Photo a Week Challenge: vibrant)

Vanishing Point

October 1, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo A Week Challenge: vanishing point

Focal Point

September 24, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Had fun practicing focus with this cutie. For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo A Week Challenge: Focal Point

Fence Me In

September 17, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo A Week Challenge: gates and fences

Origin

Anxiety burnsan acidic devouring confidence impaled –mind wanders to childhood dreamsuncovers fear’s origin. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. I came across this tanka written in May/21 that seemed to match with the image I recently posted on my other blog. I decided to pair them here.)

The Last Train (Sonnet)

We wait at the station, Mother and I,one final stop for her – painless she prays;I busied at bedside – prolonged goodbye –memories and regrets filling our days. “We live too long,” she wearily proclaims“Why must suffering linger till the end?”I plea and bargain, call angelic names,yet the will to survive refuses to bend. The […]

Mouse Massacre

There are mouse bitssplayed across the sunroomstuck to my favourite throw rug and great globs of glue The trap my husband setto catch the recent invasionapparently lured the hunterfor she, stiff legged andface matted, is skulkingelsewhere I stepped on a gluey biteyes not yet openbefore notingthe disarray Hard to concentratewhen a tail detachedfrom a thigh […]