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
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
It’s something maybe I always knew. I know, I know, you always said I romanticised a wee bit, but still my childhood was rather idyllic. I have met many in my travels that would have traded places with me in an instant. Parents who loved each other, I grew up next to Grandma, never went hungry, always knew I was loved. Yadda, yadda, and all … Continue reading 1999, And An Unexpected Journey
Just realized this morning that I probably talk to you more now than I did when you were living. Always your tea towel in the wind, you clung to me so tightly when I was young. I suppose because you knew as soon as you let go, once and for all, I’d be gone. And god knows where bouts I’d land. I’m sure that scared … Continue reading How To Escape Your Loving Mother
A breath in breath out and the Trees are all aglow with the sky so blue This year spring seems to have come so suddenly. Like that old friend, that loved, and cherished friend from days of yore. They sweep right back in, seemingly out of nowhere…and you are filled with such joy for days afterwards. Recalling old times, laughing so much your tummy hurts, … Continue reading Of Spring
§ Part Two § On foot, camera in hand, the landscape surrounded me. With gently rising pastures, broken only by hedgerows and ancient split rail fences. The only sound, the birds and the crunch of the gravel underfoot. Those days will be remembered as much for their dichotomy, as for the grief. Suppose, really, all four years with Tim were the best of times, and … Continue reading The Random Happiness Files ~/~ And Around And Around We Go
§ Part One § The year was 1989, and we had moved there from this dinky attic apartment downtown. This new place was spacious, backing onto the Thames, with generous size rooms, high ceilings, and neat architectural features. Oh, and it had a back deck. It was there we first brought the kittens home, and named them Gizmo and Shoe. It was there that my … Continue reading The Random Happiness Files ~/~ When The Walls Came Tumbling Down
Now, the weather outside is frightful, when inside it is so delightful…and it snowed, and it snowed, and it snowed. Hadn’t pretty much all winter, but it made up for it this past weekend. Then once the snow had all fallen, the temperature dipped to -25 (or more) for about 48 hours or so. Even had to drag out my -40 big-ass Sorel moon boots … Continue reading Fixing A Scratch In My Vinyl
As you no doubt are aware, Elephants grieve. They stand by their loved ones and shed tears. They bury them, even recognize the bones of friends and family; and even can pick out their loved one’s skull from a group of others. They stay by the bodies or come to visit loved ones after death. Like something calls them maybe? Who knows. But they are … Continue reading We Mourn Like Elephants
Me again. I do believe you are the proud Mother of a work spectacle. Yes, indeed. The side-ways glances, the smiles, the awkward silences. And I’m not imagining it. I was of course worried this morn about the aftermath of Monday, after my melt down. I had left early in a crying, bawling mess, and had come like millimeters away from quitting my job. So … Continue reading A Witness To The Introvert In Full Sail
Was out and about yesterday Mom walking the blond bombshell, and so I decide its high time I made my way back to Soho – or so they call the area now around the Old Vic – short for South Of Huron. Its all posh now, least in spirit. My objective was not to admire the bespoke chicness evolving, but rather to revisit the spot … Continue reading Sloshing Thru The Snow
You are cordially invited to a new blog I just began. Decided to take part this month in the Writing 101 WordPress is offering via their Blogging University series. For some time now I’ve felt this desire to move forward in my writing, but in what way exactly I was uncertain. I realized that I was allowing the uncertainty to hinder me, and maybe I … Continue reading You Are Invited
by PaulaB 