Some Tales From A Rented Garden, Of Time, Lessons, and That Lungwort Flowers

A garden has a lot to teach, of patience, compromise, of light and shadow and how to play with it, of creation, of beginnings and endings. You learn from a garden that indeed the eye does like to travel, as someone once said, in sweeps of singularity of colour or type, drawing you forward to the heart of it, or framing the prize view. Gardens … Continue reading Some Tales From A Rented Garden, Of Time, Lessons, and That Lungwort Flowers

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Gardens, pictures, vignettes

Tales From A Rented Garden: How To Love A Begonia

Not to toot my own horn, but I seriously rarely toot my own horn, so TOOT TOOT. I have spent all my personal time of late, my days off, my afternoons, mornings watching dappled sunlight sparkle, and I am enchanted, stunned with its beauty, this ethereal sense of watching the wilding world go by. Enchanted by all that comes and goes, flits through, breezes by, … Continue reading Tales From A Rented Garden: How To Love A Begonia

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essays, vignettes

All The Usual Places

We all become those creatures of habit, of doing the same thing, day after day, rinse repeat. Such as how I begin my walks with Irish, going thru my hedgerow door, across the parking lot towards the Yews. I go that way for one reason, as that spot I know is like one of the primary ‘pee’ spots in the hood, every single dog that … Continue reading All The Usual Places

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pictures, vignettes

My Japanese Inspired Woodland Garden

This year I am so enamoured with my garden, of how it has aged, filled in, the play of light on the foliage, the golden creeping jenny with the kelly green of the Plantaginea Hostas enmass, and the play of light through the Asparagus Fern in the plant stand I found. Tis definitely my little oasis. We all need that escape, that tranquility, of a … Continue reading My Japanese Inspired Woodland Garden

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essays, vignettes

I’d Rather Poke A Fork In My Eye

Back then I was in between, between marriage and the divorce, between where I am today, who I am today, and who I was with him, my ex. I’d lived with a friend for about a year, and when we parted ways I found a place on my own downtown, and I liked where I was, who I was, and what possibilities lay ahead. I … Continue reading I’d Rather Poke A Fork In My Eye

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vignettes

Whatever They’re Hiding Will Be Their Destruction

NEW POST: All kinds of words and talking heads have been read and viewed into the sycophantic GOP, this viral subservience to Trump, almost to a degree that some have even wondered, myself included, are they hiding something? Or, hiding from something? Continue reading Whatever They’re Hiding Will Be Their Destruction

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vignettes

And I Never Said Goodbye

Realization came slowly, like it sometimes does, like it had for him, I found out later. At the front door, on the sidewalk that connects our two apartments, with a frozen puddle in the late winter that hadn’t been cracked, not a footprint did I see – I noticed that first. Working later in the day and taking the bus this winter, I just hadn’t … Continue reading And I Never Said Goodbye

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essays, pictures, vignettes

On Being Decent In Indecent Times

Outside this morn, 6am, and I can hear the Cardinal welcoming the dawn, as I sit here, java in hand, watching/reading/absorbing the news. Every day another he did this, he did that, this guy was appointed here, this is why that is so bad, this is his latest lie, this is his latest unethical, dispassionate, childish, cruel thing he said, did, every single day, one … Continue reading On Being Decent In Indecent Times

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vignettes

How Many Are Caught In The Narcissists Web?

Being the passionate mouthpiece I am, it may surprise some to know I have seriously thought of wandering off to the land of kumbaya, write only poetry and take only pictures, and forget all this, the political chaos, the lies, the amorality, racism, perhaps the very dismantling of Democracy, it is a wonder I don’t. I mean, I make nothing from it, benefits me in … Continue reading How Many Are Caught In The Narcissists Web?

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Dogs, Happiness, pictures, vignettes

Back To The Orchard

“It is held that David Suzuki first experienced his love of natural history, while exploring in the Coves pond”… and much has changed since he was teenager. I guess his family moved to Ontario from BC, and spent his late teens in London in the 50s. “Our identity includes our natural world, how we move through it, how we interact with it and how it … Continue reading Back To The Orchard

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pictures, vignettes

When Only A Village Will Do

One of my earliest memories of childhood is this day when I was 4, my friend was 3, and our moms had sent us down that summer day to the village post office to get the mail. My friend was the ‘street savvy’ of the two of us, as I was sort of dorky shy kid and certainly did not have the kahunas she did, … Continue reading When Only A Village Will Do

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vignettes

‘Sure we’re not just dealing with a bunch of nutters, sir?’

First thought – historically I think maybe this administration is probably going to go down as one of the most openly corrupt in American History. The most nuts, the most alternate universe ape shite, the most lying, the most kettle meet pot boondoggle to drive any rational mind crazy. I mean, at times I’ve almost wondered if the man they call president actually views his … Continue reading ‘Sure we’re not just dealing with a bunch of nutters, sir?’

paulaB2019-02-272019-03-052 Comments

Family, vignettes

How I Became The Family Weirdo

Ever since I was very young I was honest. Now, by that I mean I didn’t know how to lie. I always felt afraid of being caught in a lie, or my voice, eyes, tongue would give me away. My sister, now she got the, I don’t give a shite what you think I’m getting away with whatever it is I want DNA. She is … Continue reading How I Became The Family Weirdo

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