We are in the midst of a dry spell here at the little house in the city, it is almost a drought. The drug addicted expanse of lawn behind our property has not been watered, and it is mostly crispy brown at this point. Even so, yesterday a fellow on a riding lawn mower was… Continue reading Spinach Balls
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Trying To Reach You
A quiet day with pencils. And rhubarb. A Doodle: Language Waves A Proem: Trying To Reach You I don’t swim anymore. I remember it though. I remember the cool smooth press of cold water, moving softly, slowly over my skin. I remember the light escaping with each movement, reaching back into the sky. I remember… Continue reading Trying To Reach You
I am not bored yet!
Wednesday, May 20, 2105 Today I sold the bunk beds in the second bedroom, to the neighbour, for their two small sons. I sold it to her for 1/3 of what I paid for them, and they were used only twice. She dismantled it and carried it home, with a small bit of assistance from… Continue reading I am not bored yet!
First Visit
Saturday, May 31, 2014 Last night, when Attila arrived home late from work, after having worked overtime, we had a quick supper, loaded the car with bug spray, loppers, and cleaning supplies, and headed towards the camp. Upon arrival I geared up, with rubber boots, layers of long sleeved shirts, head net over hat with… Continue reading First Visit
black flies
Yesterday we started early and cleaned until we dropped. The realtor was showing the house at 1:45 p.m., and we managed to get a lot done and to leave before they arrived. Tired and satisfied, we headed towards Harriet and Hogan’s cottage, to visit with them while they were there for the long weekend. Since… Continue reading black flies