It came so out of the blue. We honestly thought we’d never see any of them again. Or maybe we just wished for that. As if we could wipe away the years Dad spent with her. We were grieving your death, and vulnerable to that sort of woman that feeds off the weak. Or human, rather, as I’ve attracted my fair share of that sort. … Continue reading The Apology
The Village is quiet, but for the Cardinals welcoming the day with their song. Sunday Morn, and I have to work later in the afternoon, and you know how sometimes something whispers inside you, and you just feel compelled? That just happened. Just now. Sipping my java, and all of a sudden I am lost in Grey again. Not Tim Grey, but the County of … Continue reading On The Enchanted Klondike Of Glenelg
“BANG, BANG” What the? “BANG, BANG, BANG” And so I fumbled my way back to the waking world, reluctantly. Had the day off yesterday, and had to work real, real early this morning. Once or twice a week I work an early truck – 5am. Hand bomb the load onto carts, sort them, put them in locations. Then I spend the rest of my shift … Continue reading From Out of The Rain, He Came.
Lately, my binge-watching of history docs has had more focus. Being a total history geek anyways, I’ve found a new fascination with ancient civilisations. I’ve always been interested in ancient societies. However, there has been a shift in our understanding, often gained from our ever advancing own ‘tool use’; and that’s what I find interesting. That, and sometimes it’s perhaps the tools themselves that get … Continue reading What Doth The Earth Conceal From Us?
Is it unusual that a child would have a Wolf Spider as a pet? Lived 2 years, and apparently became gigantic. Spiders not dumb, contrary to popular belief. Least not a Wolf Spider. So, yeah, mentioning to Crossroads how smart they are, how kinda spooky it is that they follow your movements, and that’s when he told me about his childhood pet. Here’s this kid … Continue reading The Sexual Habits of Simultaneous Hermaphrodites
Standing in the kitchen just now, waiting for the water to boil. I know, don’t say it. I had to turn the kettle back on so as to re-boil the water I forgot about 20 minutes ago. Making my morning java. Whilst waiting, I came to a conclusion: N E W R U L E – if I have Sunday off, under no circumstances do … Continue reading Confessions Of A 48 Year Old On Mother’s Day
earth moist from yesterday’s rain, and I am restless. for it, on the soles of my feet, in my hair, across my cheek. like my war paint. The Weekly Photo Challenge: Earth Continue reading Warpaint
If there is anywhere in this fair town I can relax, have faith a little, let her off the leash a little, it is there. I don’t generally, for a couple reasons, primarily though that I just don’t trust her to come when she is called. Well, basically because if she decides to, she just won’t listen, C O M P L E T E … Continue reading Adventures In Abandon Orchards
Remember that time we took Grandma to see The Empire Strikes Back? You would think that a woman who believed in UFO’s would have had a better grasp of the storyline. I look back now and wonder what the heck we were thinkin’, taking Grandma to see Star Wars. She leant over so many times to ask you what was going on, I began to … Continue reading Today They Say
and so she stumbled forward. grasping at the bits and pieces of herself, she had left behind, forgotten by the side of the road. awaiting the next distraction, she looked out the sun-washed window, biting her lip. he wasn’t coming. she could feel it. he wasn’t coming. That was then. Time and fury stalked the room, the sidewalks bore the brunt of those angry days. … Continue reading the man who never came
With a few bob in me pants, and a pint in me belly, dat the ingredients, my Irish neighbour just finished sayin. We were discussing the garden we share between. From there it went onto attitude, and living the life you have, and enjoying this here and now. Be damned the naysayers, and boo-whoo-ers. He said…“I’m getting rather good ya naw at being a bum”. … Continue reading The Mists Of Cornerbrook
Walked across the parking lot to catch my bus. Or rather wait for 20 minutes for my bus (as it turned out). Wondering if I had enough time to maybe go across to the LCBO and pick up a couple of bottles of that Hobgoblin beer I love. And then I changed my mind and decided I didn’t have enough time. You know how I … Continue reading Just For Me
by PaulaB 