In a younger year, preteen and beyond, I was exceptionally fortunate in having a chance extended…
Bits and Pieces
Magic moments
Recently I have been scooting here and there, all over the countryside, doing many little things…
The barn dance
It was a brand new, Mennonite-constructed two storey barn with second floor dormers and an…
Betwixt and between
Because I am in the middle of moving from urban to rural, with the distance consuming a great part…
Old farmer’s advice
Ever since I moved to the corner farm with the rural route address in the hilly outback of…
Food for thought
Though long late by the time this is published, and too late coming to me for encouraging…
Reality
“To market, to market, to buy a fat pig.” So went a poetic nursery rhyme along about…
Crabby old man
With another birthday having slipped by, unnoticed by the multitudes, leaving me dangling in the…
Frank
Frank is a new avian friend of mine. There is no other way of expressing Frank’s disposition…
And the rains that came
“Rain, rain, come and stay, we could use a little almost every day.” Those were my…
Bus trip
Recently, a few weeks back, I went on a bus trip with other members of the Saugeen Valley Fur and…
Minorca bantams
I fell in “just-gotta-have” love with these attractive little chickens when I first saw…
Ticking of time
The mind roams often with inconsequential thoughts that never pause long enough to allow a pen to…
Intelligence
I am certainly sure that we underestimate the intelligence of animals. Having occasional time on my…
Resolutions
It may be a little late to suggest making a New Year’s resolution, but I hope a few have been…