One of the excellent things about retirement is that one can travel on weekdays, as opposed to travelling on weekends. So last week Attila and I fixed Ginger up with copious sources of water and food, and headed out for a few days. We visited my Mom, my sisters and my brother-in-law, who all live… Continue reading Visiting

As I grow older there are fewer and fewer “long dark tea times of the soul”. I doubt I will ever be completely free of nights like this. They serve a purpose, and that is to come to grips with change, inner change. Internal change is not easy, nor is it painless. But avoiding it… Continue reading Burning the Midnight Oil

We were out at the Camp yesterday. What a lovely day it was, sunny, and warm, and breezy. Every year I apply for a burn permit, which allows us to have a campfire. I call their number every day that we want to have a fire, so that the fire department in the municipality knows… Continue reading The Camp

Wednesday, May 1, 2024, 10:30 a.m. Retirement is a process, at least here at Mist Cottage it is. This is not surprising, after six decades of living to the rhythm of the world of paid labour. The intensity of starting this process is beginning to wane. Slowly but surely a new rhythm of days is… Continue reading The Rhythm of Days

This retirement thing is remarkable! Already I have found a routine for bill paying that will work for us, and it is simpler than ever before. Of course we have tightened our belts to the point where the only purchases are garden/food/shelter/transportation/medical in nature. Most of these expenses are predictable. In keeping with spending money… Continue reading This retirement thing…