[contented sigh] The summer has been lovely – no threat of forest fire like we had last summer, and therefore no stinky days with windows closed against the smoke. The evenings have been great for sleeping – full moons and digestive issues notwithstanding. Cats romping and roaming, notwithstanding. (One doesn’t get to use big words like notwithstanding often enough, wouldn’t you agree?) I’m not so sure about the garden, though. […]
The red light on the phone was blinking. I’m in charge of retrieving the messages. I wish he’d learn to navigate the prompts because most of the time, the recording is for him. But heck, he’s out mowing the lawn. It’s the least I could do… Sure enough, it’s his old school chum, recommending that Reiner tune in to this dancing-something-or-other on CBC – TV? Radio? TV, I suppose, […]
I always know when I’m off-balance. Not the “off-balance” that comes from being top-heavy, or wearing stupid shoes without heels. I’m talking about the situation when I’m in overload, and need to step back and take a deep breath and calm the fuck down. (Excuse the f-shot. But I am having trouble dealing at the moment.) When I am off-balance, it is important that I make the bed. Nay, it […]
It’s raining – which is great – the garden can use it. The garden that may or may not have tomatoes this year, which is a first for me, in the twentythirty years of gardening. Spring was late in arriving and when it finally chased the snow away, it forgot to turn up the heat. The bugs are out – as are the yellow mosquito zappers. “We should get one […]
I should know better than to carry on a long-distance conversation with my hearing-impaired husband. He will deny that, by the way. The “hearing impaired” part. Me, from the front door, hollering over to him, as he’s raking the lawn: “Have you seen my pastry cutter?” “What?” “My pastry cutter. Have you seen it?” [Pause.] “I moved it. It was sharp and you weren’t using it. So.” Sharp? My pastry […]
Ah, silence. I am home alone. All day. Yesterday, too. What a treat! My husband and his pals are out enjoying the first rockhounding weekend of the season: May Two-Four, as it is known colloquially, or the Victoria Day holiday. Rarely do I have a large block of time to myself. Being in “each other’s pockets” day in and day out is a mixed blessing. He enjoys my company, and […]
Today, I offer this variation on Thursday Doors. Can you detect all the missing elements? I don’t see a door, do you? A door frame is visible. Inside the cabin, the curtain that conceals the inner chamber has been tacked up, out of the way. That lovely floral scrap of fabric could qualify as a door, I suppose. Is that inner chamber the master bedroom? We know it’s not the […]
