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
It’s calving season on the farms and even though my photo collections abound with anonymous brown and white faces with cute pink noses, I can’t resist capturing a few more shots. Next time I delete images, it is highly likely that these will disappear but for now I’ll oooh and ahhh over them on mornings … Continue reading Cows: It’s calving season, Connie Sobchak reminds us of the sure marker that spring will come
Somehow a line from the song, I’m On My Way by the Proclaimers wriggled into my thoughts as I contemplated my approach to this post. Insistently, it affirmed, “I took a right, I took a right turning yesterday.” Now, it’s not as if I’ve been going in the wrong direction and suddenly found my way … Continue reading Detour
On a grey, wet winter day, we sometimes escape the gloom to spend the day at the Bloedel Conservatory in Queen Elizabeth Park in Vancouver. For bird lovers, it’s a mini tropical paradise that’s close to home. I had intended to take macro shots of the plants while my husband photographed the birds but the … Continue reading Summer in a Dome
A group of us got to talking ponies the other day. It was unanimous that small horses can be a bit (or a lot) headstrong. My own childhood pony, a Scottish Highland, was an exception, I now believe. From the time I got her when I was about six, till I turned twelve or so, … Continue reading Midnight, the Pony
With aging, comes invisibility. You don’t even have to do anything for a cloak to descend on you; it muffles your voice and refracts light on your body so that you pass through public spaces with no one noticing. In an old folk’s home, the invisible therefore abound, though some shake off the obscurity to … Continue reading On Becoming Invisible
Over a couple of days, I reduced our online photo collection from 29,385 to 15,241. Talk about seeing your life flash before your eyes-well, flash isn’t really the right word but then neither is saunter. Mostly this was an enjoyable task, as I relived trips and hikes and social events and got ever more merciless … Continue reading Pika – you’ve probably been saying it wrong all this time
Today, the Lillooet river was choked with ice floes and the heron at one of the inflow channels looked very forlorn waiting for a feed of fish. I had no urge to rush to the edge as I had when I was a kid. We were warned early on that the river was unpredictable and … Continue reading River Dunk
Last year, my sister in law informed me that finding a dime in a random spot was a sign that a departed loved one was nearby and looking out for me. She said that when her sister had passed away, she began to find dimes everywhere-only dimes-not loose change as you might expect. Skeptically, I … Continue reading Finding Dimes
The Wellness Almanac 