paulaB

American born, Canadian raised, she/her, blogger, photographer, poet, history buff, armchair politics bumpkin.

Wee Wanker Barks A Lot And Other Learnings From My Rookie Year as A Chihuahua Mom

Dogs by paulaB2020-12-012020-12-07

essays by paulaB2020-11-162020-11-17

Delusions And Deflections Of A Loser

Whilst counting the days till the Don is gone, and all his goons, I watch the great and the good, the poor and the wealthy, the intellectuals and the couch potato politicians spar on whether the commander of chaos and cons followers {marks} are redeemable. Standing back watching as this all transpires down yonder in […]

pictures by paulaB2020-10-292020-11-30

capturing

nostalgic pathwaysfor days only beige and brownautumn reminds me

a few lines written today whilst remembering his grey

poetry by paulaB2020-10-182020-12-17

essays by paulaB2020-10-102020-11-30

The And

He’d buried himself in deep, like a tick. He trapped me with his kindness, for washing my mouldy dishes that had sat in the kitchen for… I do not honestly know how long.

The Man Who Divides, Love And Shame, Horror And Blame, Father And Daughter, Be Gone

essays by paulaB2020-10-082020-10-08

To The Coves And Back Again

pictures by paulaB2020-09-252020-12-07

Suggestions On Plying The Social Media Waters In A Time Of Chaos Agents

essays by paulaB2020-09-162021-02-18

essays by paulaB2020-09-132020-09-13

Conspiracies Born Of Faery Farts Are Catnip For The Right-Wing Extremist

Pics in my Twitter feed this morning of Anti-maskers marching in Montreal yesterday, that bastion of European chic, infiltrated with Trump 2020 signs advocating for more of the meth lab mentality infesting our southern border. United States has gone insane, like a car crash in slow motion, and those of us on the outside view […]

Mercy For The Devil

essays by paulaB2020-08-122020-12-17