Nova Scotian Skies

October 27, 2024.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Skies are moody things-here above open water emotions on display (Photos from our recent trip to Nova Scotia. The first photo was taken en route to Lunenberg, and then second overlooking Oak Island. If any of you watch The Curse of Oak Island, yes, it’s that one. Appropriately ominous clouds set the stage. Thanks Hammad […]

Weekend Sky

May 28, 2023.Reading time less than 1 minute.

A favourite drive. A place to breathe. Ric fell in the night again. He has been falling almost weekly since the New Year. Usually just scrapes and bruises but this time he broke two ribs. This doesn’t bode well going forward. I come to the river to catch my breath. For Weekend Sky

Morning View

February 5, 2023.Reading time less than 1 minute.

“How long will it snow, VJ?” our Ukrainian roomie asked the other day, while we were driving through a snow squall. “April”, I answered. She thought is was very funny. It’s not April yet. Weekend Sky

Birds, Trees, and Sky

November 20, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Weekend Sky

Autumnal Sky

October 9, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

It’s week two with pneumonia and I’m wading through the constant wheeze to keep up a semblance of presence. Autumn’s sky never fails to arouse my awareness. Hope you are all keeping well. (Weekend Sky)

Moody

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

Weekend Sky

Evolution of a Sunset

January 16, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Weekend Sky

Wisps and a Jet Stream

January 9, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Same day, different views. Weekend Sky

End Of November Sky

December 3, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

(For Bushboy’s Last on Card -camera and cell photos – and for Weekend Sky)

Before the Snow

November 21, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Caught these photos of the sky with my iPhone, minutes before the snow came. Weekend Sky

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.)