The Zombies Ate My Brains

Rescuing what might remain of the grey matter.

My Gray*

  *or, My Grey. Today I am not going to delve into the joys of the Anguish Languish and the assorted ways of doing write right. Right? Onward. Or I could say, “Tally ho!” ***   ***   *** The Cowboy was my first boyfriend, my first marriage, my first divorce. And because of The Cowboy, my first horse. Ladies and gentlemen, for the first time on this stage, it […]

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A Tribute: What would Vivian Do?

It will be difficult to write this tribute to Vivian without lapsing into hyperbole. Viv was one of those larger-than-life characters in spite of the fact she might have weighed 98 pounds, decked out in her outdoor winter clothing. I’ve known her for such a short time. Less than a year. But once we met, she took Reiner and me under her wing and introduced us to Cobalt as only […]

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From the Back Seat of the Marl-Mobile

All of this talk of “old-fashioned” ways of performing a task reminds me of an artist from Waterloo County. The very first time I met Reiner, we got to chatting about the local gypsum mines in Paris, Ontario. He told me about his friend, Christopher Van Donkelaar who is an iconographer. Reiner was helping him with his “100 Mile Art Project” Adam Naming the Animals, fashioned entirely from local materials – […]

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My Rhubarb Patch

Spring is here! Would you like to know how I know this? Slate Coloured Juncos are poking about, feeding on the ground. Back in Southern Ontario, they would have been a sign of winter, but since they “summer” up here, their arrival is a sign of spring. Confused? Don’t be. The birds (and the bees) have it under control, so we’re good. The pond is beginning to thaw and overflow […]

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Erratic

This is a boulder. It is a limestone boulder. It is not an outlier. (pronounced OUT-liar. Not OUT-lier as in more out-ly) No, no, no. It is an erratic. A glacial erratic, to be precise. But by any measure, it is a BIG boulder. I like that boulder. It is a nice boulder.

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Do They Still Make Kraft Caramels?

In my family, three of us are Aries – Dad on March 27th, my baby brother on the 16th of April, and I was born two days later. Two weeks ago, on March 27, as I wrote a response to the Share Your World prompt, I detoured down memory lane to talk about my Dad’s birthday.  I went on at length, and before long, the tone of the post was […]

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Maker’s Mark

Last week, Cee posed the question, “What’s something you like to do the old-fashioned way?” I’m going to assume that by “old-fashioned” we’re talking low-tech. Or no-tech? I suppose in the strictest sense, there is no such thing as “no-tech”, especially, if by “tech” you mean tools or technique. (Most of you wouldn’t have difficulty with this prompt. But I am saddled with a tendency to take things literally and […]

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