A bit of blue sky, a glimpse of sunshine…yesterday was the perfect day to paint or play, depending on your priorities. For my hubby, it was his morning to begin applying the white paint I had taken several weeks to choose. Our kitchen mini-reno is almost complete. With all the construction done, it’s now paint and fabricContinue reading “Just another spring morning…”
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Watching and Waiting: a poem
You may be getting tired of my bear photos, but I’m hoping you’ll bear with me a little longer. (I honestly didn’t intend that to be a pun!) I’ve been taking part (after a fashion) in a book study being done by a group of us on Facebook, organized by Sandra Heska King. The book is MAKING MANIFEST:Continue reading “Watching and Waiting: a poem”
Hiding from… what?
Ten days ago we celebrated my aunt’s 91st birthday with a small party… cake, presents, flowers and, of course, photos. There are other better ones, but I rather like this photo… a ‘peek-a-boo’ shot of her hiding behind her flowers, taken as a joke by her son. Just a week before the birthday celebration there wasContinue reading “Hiding from… what?”
Will it be survival of the fittest or of the most diligent seeker?
Nobody’s very happy about it. When a bear and her cub found their way into our back yard last week, I knew it was past time to put away the bird feeders for the summer. But you should see the looks I’ve been getting… Sorry guys, but this lunch counter is closed forContinue reading “Will it be survival of the fittest or of the most diligent seeker?”
A not-terribly-useful photo journal of a morning in my life…
Some days I approach the writing of my blog post wondering what I can say that will be meaningful, or interesting, or useful. What bit of wit or wisdom will make you feel it was worth your while to stop here? My tidbits about the craft of writing are gleaned from personal experience and can’t beContinue reading “A not-terribly-useful photo journal of a morning in my life…”
Are you leaving footprints?
A bear wandered through our property the other night. He left his ‘calling card’ and other evidence of his presence, plus his ‘footprints’ in the fence boards as he scrambled over. I sometimes wonder at the footprints I’m leaving. Do you? What will people remember of us after our wandering and scrambling are done? WillContinue reading “Are you leaving footprints?”
Just bearing with it!
For all of the almost-seventeen years we’ve lived in this rural neighbourhood, we’ve coexisted with the wildlife. The deer eat some of our garden plants which I replace with ones they don’t like. The coyotes occasionally keep us awake at night, and raccoons play Peeping Tom through the patio doors. A few closer-than-desirable encounters withContinue reading “Just bearing with it!”
Lineup at the Non-existent Birdfeeder and Breakfast Bar
The first seconds after I waken from a deep sleep are always fuzzy, so Friday morning when the birdfeeder that hung a few inches outside my bedroom window began to rattle and zing, I muttered into my pillow about energetic Jays and their pre-dawn appetites. Not that I said anything quite that polite. It wasContinue reading “Lineup at the Non-existent Birdfeeder and Breakfast Bar”