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Days like these.

So there’s a newer way to express yourself on social media these days. First came the emoticon. That little face with the smile or the grin or the frown or the scowl, that you could add to whatever statement you … Continue reading

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Slices of our condition.

My daughter and I cross the bridge to visit my sister, her aunt. We shouldn’t take long, it’s supposed to be the quickest way. But there’s been an incident somewhere up ahead, and the cars crawl along, if they move … Continue reading

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Add your comment.

I think I came too late to the game of blogging. I jumped in without knowing all the rules. It’s a bit like when I was away one day sick and everyone else in grade two learned that you never, … Continue reading

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In search of good words.

I picked up some books I’d ordered from the library. They made a nice little stack on the seat beside me in the car while I drove home via the supermarket. The one I had waited the longest for was … Continue reading

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But don’t you like me anymore?

We were 16, maybe 17 years of age, and we loved Peter Cook and Dudley Moore.  J. had introduced us to them, and, swimming against the tide of rock stars and movie stars and football heroes and Rock Hudson, we … Continue reading

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People talk of situations.

I’m reconstructing a little piece of my garden. Digging, weeding, edging with bricks. Claiming back some pathway from the weeds. It’s a dirty, muddy, yet immensely satisfying job. Especially when you’re getting very little assistance from your left arm. Up … Continue reading

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Flickr – ing.

I’ve been putting some (hundreds) of my trip photos on Flickr. Trawling through them, sorting, fiddling with, listing, uploading, tagging, labelling, admiring. It’s a big project I’ve taken on. I live my days around it. I don’t do it all … Continue reading

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