Grandma Was A Beach Bum
That woman, she liked the beach. I found rolls and rolls of negatives of her and Grandpa at the beach. These beaches look nothing like this now, but I would imagine they are taken mostly at Port Stanley, and primarily beaches along the Lake Erie shore, in Ontario. Grandma and Grandpa liked to go dancing at the old Stork Club in Port Stanley. There used … Continue reading Grandma Was A Beach Bum
Departure Delays and My Mental Health
The scheduled departure date has been postponed until further notice. Just wonderful. This whole moving thing may just do me in. Frustrating to be so reliant on other people. Can’t book the movers till I know when my sister can come get Irish and I. Tim’s family need to get in here as well and start their renovations. It’s become a juggling act, and I … Continue reading Departure Delays and My Mental Health
Fiddle-dee-dee & Snowflakes
Good grief, make it stop. Today I fear will be just as the R of T&R forecasted … we are in for a wallop of snow. It’s Grey County in all its glory. T&R are the earth angels who live down the street. They are my lifesaving chauffeur into the bright & booming village to buy my supplies. They have truly been wonderful since Tim … Continue reading Fiddle-dee-dee & Snowflakes
Homebody Adventures | Tall Ships
I have a cornucopia of photographs taking up an inordinate amount of space. I have stuff from various adventures over the years and I might as well DO SOMETHING with them. I mean, if they are going to occupy 1/3 of my 1TB hard drive they may as well be useful. HOMEBODY ADVENTURES One can expect to find an array of locations, primarily in Southwestern … Continue reading Homebody Adventures | Tall Ships
I’m Four Months Old
Today is the 4 month anniversary of my first post October 26, 2012. Three months ago I reformatted and moved that first post into the page THE PROLOGUE. That was a direct response to the reality of what this blog had become for me. The prologue was a sort of eulogy I wrote to give to the Anglican priest who was performing the service at … Continue reading I’m Four Months Old
Shades of Gray in Grey
They don’t call it Grey County for nothing That probably qualifies as the most often heard phrase in the County. I would imagine any shopkeeper you spoke to would tell you as much. SO, I have arrived at the place were delicate strands of Irish hair dangling wee chunks of wood, and illuminations of dust on my lampshades is inspiring. I am seeking that which … Continue reading Shades of Gray in Grey
Merry Maudlin Monday w/Joni Mitchell
I remember the first time I heard this jazzy version of this old Joni Mitchell song on CBC Radio 2 (back in those Helium Spheres). I had a vague memory of childhood and of hearing it on the radio when I was growing up. Now I am in the midst of another ending, and still – I’ve looked at life from both sides now From … Continue reading Merry Maudlin Monday w/Joni Mitchell
Ghost Towns of Ontario | Traverston
What remains today of these forgotten towns, is sometimes merely the charm of the landscape that attracted those early settlers. Traverston LOCATION: Glenelg TWP (now West Grey), Grey County Set amid the stony hills of Grey County, Traverston is typical of the many mill towns that sprang up along the tumbling waters of the Rocky Saugeen River. This area opened to settlement around 1850, and … Continue reading Ghost Towns of Ontario | Traverston
Blessing for Sunday
May there always be work for your hands to do, May your purse always hold a coin or two. May the sun always shine warm on your windowpane, May a rainbow be certain to follow each rain. May the hand of a friend always be near you, And may God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you. CITATION Irish Blessings Continue reading Blessing for Sunday
A Garden | Pictures and Words
I’ve found this garden to have improved me. There have been a multitude of lessons learned on my knees at this lovely Lake Garden. It was a mentor I will not forget, nor will I deny myself again the simple pleasures a garden offers. For many gardeners the garden becomes a place of refuge ~ a private, even sacred spot where the cycle of the … Continue reading A Garden | Pictures and Words
Ghost Towns of Ontario | Eugenia Falls
Early visitors were awed by the sight of Eugenia Falls, calling it one of Canada’s most beautiful locations. “Romantically situated on the Beaver River”, enthused one early writer. Ghost Towns of Ontario: a field Guide by Ron Brown,Polar Bear Press, Toronto c1999 If you are a skier, or you snowmobile, cross-country ski, or otherwise outdoor winter enthusiast, and live near Southern Ontario, you probably have … Continue reading Ghost Towns of Ontario | Eugenia Falls
Fortunes In A Box
These rolling hills of the sensuous and the sorrow, this slippery slope, my feet are having trouble keeping everything on course. I try meandering, on words ~ like plenteous ~ Yet as this sensuous sadness takes ahold, I go to sleep hopeful, and awake early refreshed. Every day. Through tears atleast you know that you are alive. In grief at birth, as at death. Join … Continue reading Fortunes In A Box
FluffyB Goes Walk-about
Earlier today I’m over reading a new post by NivaLaDiva over @RidingBitch and I was inspired to write about Irish and me this week. It has been a trial. RidingBitch {teehee got to say it again} has the beautiful lil’Ruby and they’re in LA. Her post got me thinking about how these companions certainly change things, and reset your priorities a bit. I have needs, … Continue reading FluffyB Goes Walk-about
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