I’ve considered before how things tend to assume the shape I anticipate: expect a bear and one will appear, if only for a fleeting second as I gaze at a fire blackened stump; hope for a great horned owl and the shreds of cedar bark caught on a limb will flap into my consciousness; prepare … Continue reading Moose Shaped Space
I’ve been meeting quite a few new folk around town lately, since joining a couple of clubs that have me socializing somewhat more than usual. My running group affords me up to an hour and a half, sometimes more of visiting time and one of the questions many newcomers have for me is “so, how … Continue reading Changes
In a contemplative mood after my workout this morning, I ambled along the sidewalk enjoying the rain on my face and the hint of cottonwood sap in the air and then I looked down to discover that I was squashing worms with every step. This was not the first time I’d unwittingly destroyed the already … Continue reading Worms etc.
Back in the day, when I was still teaching, there were exam sessions held in the gymnasium. Before the session, some unlucky class would schlepp about one hundred and fifty desks to the gym where they would be lined up in rows and adequately spaced apart to prevent cheating. Students would file in at the … Continue reading Short Observations-Exams 2013
Way to go/looking good/running strong/you got this/you rock/keep up the good work: so many phrases meant to boost the spirits of runners have often had a disheartening effect on me. It has become part of my training routine to learn to accept the boost that others might offer through their well meaning comments. No doubt … Continue reading Words of Encouragement
Though I often cursed the deer who chomped the heads off my tulips just the day before they blossomed, I miss living with them. In the first year we lived in our old place up in the meadows, the deer trails out back led me to explore places I might never have ventured. I would … Continue reading The Deer
I ignored the first black glove but the second one required intervention-I scooped it up and went back for its mate, only to discover that they were not a pair. The almost fully composed posting for the community forum, reuniting some snowmobiler with a favourite, perhaps only pair of gloves, tumbled from the page I … Continue reading Lost and Found