Home again, home again… The journey home was beautiful, bright sunshine, light traffic, dry roads, perfect! Attila and I had a lovely visit to our little house in the city. It has been two months since the last visit, and it was a relief to see that all was well. No mice, frozen pipes or… Continue reading 21 Balloon Salute
A Wing and A Prayer
Well, here it is, our big two day weekend! Last night the winds were outrageous, gusting to 80 km/h. The wind roared as loud as Niagara Falls all night, and is roaring still this morning. We are going to visit the little house, now or if not we will have to wait till the weather… Continue reading A Wing and A Prayer
Scuppered
Plans! I make ’em, the universe changes ’em! A stay was planned for next week, at the little house in the city. Attila was going to drop me off and return in one week to fetch me home again. The whole plan was scuppered this morning by a telephone call. Another job interview has been… Continue reading Scuppered
Flowing White Hair
Last night, in my dreams, I rode a polar bear across a white and frozen landscape; resplendent in a richly hand embroidered and beaded, colourful, full length overcoat and long flowing white hair. Today should be a day of domestic goddessing. Maybe. Maybe not. The insurance company has just sent along an additional increase in… Continue reading Flowing White Hair
WORDS: a poem
Early morning, just after first light, is the most delightful time of day. This morning it is -22C, and yet the maple tree growing just outside my window, that stands tall in the sun, dares tips of budding red. Its branches reach towards the light knowingly. Spring will come. I am feeling rather fine this… Continue reading WORDS: a poem