I was in my twenties the first time I got paid for my writing. I had submitted a poem (or poems?) somewhere and it (or they) were accepted for publication. I don’t remember what I submitted or who accepted them. What I do remember is receiving a cheque in the mail and using it to…
This morning, snow fell like small feathers; this afternoon, the sun is out-ish and the temperature is above zero. It’s a nice mix for a quiet Saturday. I wash bedding on Saturday morning, and decided to switch over to my winter duvet cover and flannel sheets today. It’s nice to change things up and I’m…
Just for yuks, I poked around in the archives of this blog this afternoon. It was interesting to see what was on my mind ten years ago around this time (my grandchildren) or on this day in 2008 (Westminster Abbey), the year I started this whole blogging gig. I time traveled through a number of…
I wake, after a restless night with Molly who was experiencing some intestinal discomfort, to the expected white on the ground. Gerry seems excited “there’s just enough to make the ground white” he says. He’s less enthusiastic after shoveling the driveway and reporting on heavy slush under the pristine white covering and elects not to…
It’s gray, and the first day after the break in a long string of above seasonal temperatures. We’re expecting the first snow of the season tonight. There’s been a “special weather statement” issued but, in a world where everything seems to be an emergency and require some kind of special statement or another, I’m not…
It’s mid-October. Trees, recently adorned in all their fall splendor, are starting to look bare. There are more crispy leaves on the ground than there are on the trees. Amidst all the fall and Halloween decorations in yards people are putting up Christmas lights. They’re already up on Main Street. To those of who hail…