When we were at Florence’s last week, I didn’t take pictures of the interior. Another time, perhaps. However, I did see some rustic outbuildings that caught my eye. She gave me a very short tour of the grounds. Unfortunately the black flies descended and drove her indoors. Now that means I not only would like permission to document the original dining and living rooms, I need to get the answer […]
Remember this past winter when I was bemoaning the fact that I had too much time on my hands? I’m pleased to report that the change in seasons has removed that challenge. That and the fact that I’m busy with the Cobalt Historical Society, big time. Early in June, we held a Speakers’ Symposium, a first for our group. We had no idea how well-attended it would be, especially given that […]
Toward the end of my career with Bell Canada, I had racked up considerable vacation privileges. Five weeks vacation, all of the statutory holidays, two “SDO’s” (scheduled days off) in each ten-week period, PLUS a couple of freebies at Christmas. I did the math and it added up to nearly ten weeks off! Man, did we have it good. I wasn’t first in seniority, but close enough to be able […]
What better way to make use of a rainy day than prepare the monthly contribution of Changing Seasons. Better than sitting and moping, right? A short walk from home is the McKinnley Darragh Mine mill site. This is where it all began for the silver mining rush. In 1903, two railway workers, Mr. McKinley and Mr. Darragh trod through the woods looking for timber to use as railway ties. Instead, they found […]
… very deep bruising can take forever to come through. A nurse’s observation when asked how long it would take a war wound to heal. I kinda lost it, when I read that. From Louisa Young’s WWI love story, My Dear I Wanted to Tell You *** *** *** This post brought to you by Linda Gill and her One-Liner Wednesday
As the month of April unfolded and as I started to collect images for this monthly blog post, frankly, I considered giving this entry a pass. The idea, essentially as I see it, is to show how the countryside changes from month to month. January I showed you snow, February snow, March… more snow… and at the outset, April wasn’t much different. But thirty days later, I’m happy to report, […]
*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 […]
