Monday, May 14, 2018

I dwell in Possibility. Emily Dickinson A blog I follow asks a question of retirees: What’s your favourite day of the week? There are a few “every day is the same” responses, but the majority, myself included, report that Monday is the day they appreciate most since they retired. After years of hopping back on

Tuesday, May 8, 2018

You may not control all the events that happen to you, but you can decide not to be reduced by them. Maya Angelou I dream that some things are being taken out from under me. Then I’m walking through a garden with someone I don’t trust and telling them something I think they want to

Wednesday, May 2, 2018

I go into solitude— so as not to drink out of everybody’s cistern. When I am among the many I live as the many do, and I do not think as I really think; after a time it always seems as though they want to banish me from myself and rob me of my soul—

Tuesday, April 24, 2018

There is nothing more admirable than when two people who see eye to eye keep house as man and wife, confounding their enemies and delighting their friends. Homer, The Odyssey We decide to go to the community garden after supper. It’s a beautiful evening—the most beautiful of the year so far. Rumour has it we’re