The full-faced moon was coming up and the red ball of sun was going down as I rose from watching…
Bits and Pieces
Wayside thoughts
Not often do I steal words from a country and western song, but fact is fact: “I have nothing…
Rethinking thoughts
After 80 summers, one sees life in hindsight, often sauntering through the sub-cellars of the mind,…
Rich man, poor man
Because of the length of time that I have scribbled my thoughts for the Advertiser, I now get ample…
Frustration
Believe me, have I had a frustrating few days! It all started out about four weeks ago when quite a…
Fallen leaves
Oh, isn’t it fun kicking up leaves? Yep! But it’s not so much fun raking them up,…
Education
I have always had a fascination with figures, having been taught by my older sisters how to count…
Teenage memories
Long ago, teenage memories came flying back into my mind the moment I read an email that popped up…
Nature’s harvesters
Outside our ground floor bathroom window, about three or four feet from the glass, grows a…
Silent and symbiotic
With likeness to the wind and the rain, there are silent symbiotic movements that are quietly…
Lingering
I can’t say that I am not disappointed in Mother Nature this spring. Though quite happy with…
Connect the dots
It was one of those early morning days that I chose to do my triple ‘S’ in the…
Phylosofy
Aided by the humour added periodically to my chuckle bucket, through idle hours and the magic of…
Mother’s Day
Seeing as I am suffering an attack of lazyitis, and a deadline is hovering over my head, I have…
Giant trees
A couple of months and perhaps two more Wednesdays ago, I received a call from a Mennonite chap who…