The One Who Created it All
As I write this, my husband and I are enjoying a much anticipated visit with our son and daughter-in-law in the States. I came prepared to enjoy warmer days, having left behind piles of snow and freezing weather with great pleasure. Let’s face it, living through Ontario winters makes it very easy to seek sunshine that feeds buds on trees, encourages birds to express their morning wake-up call—much to the chagrin of some!— and makes sitting in a pool of sunshine a welcome treat. I think by...
Read MoreThe Tree that Wasn’t a Tree
Do you remember your first Christmas tree? You know, the one where Santa would leave that special something you whispered about when you sat on his knee. I wish I could say I do. There is no doubt that we had Christmas trees throughout my childhood, and they likely stood in front of the living room window, looking out onto Ossington Avenue in Toronto. But sadly, I have no recollection of what they looked like. I do have a picture of me with my ‘walking doll’ that Santa left for me when I...
Read MoreGuardrails
I have long since accepted that snow-packed highways and dense whiteouts are part of life in Ontario in the winter. And late winter storms have a tendency to surprise the unsuspecting public, or perhaps I should say the naïve who flip the calendar to April and think that winter is over! But on a particular day in late March 1965 ,we did not fall into the class of the naïve. We were prepared for a storm, and as predicted, it arrived without mercy. We had been married less than a week and...
Read MoreSpring…Did It Really Arrive?
Three weeks ago I watched four robins hop from spot to spot looking for their breakfast. I smiled and quietly whispered, Spring! Finally! Why? Because seeing a robin in mid March or hearing its chirping in the wee hours of the morning is a promise that winter is coming to an end! And I’m all for that! Even so, a couple of days later, I watched in dismay as a couple of robins sat noticeably puffed up in the tree outside our balcony window when the weather took a nasty turn. But the change of...
Read MoreA Shot of Joy, A Shot of Laughter
Memories Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind. Memories, sweetened thru the ages just like wine. Quiet thoughts come floating down. And settle softly to the ground. Like golden autumn leaves around my feet. I touched them and they burst apart with sweet memories. Sweet memories. In these days of frustration and confusion—to take or not to take the shot— we must make time for a different kind of shot: a shot of joy, a shot of laughter. Wouldn’t you agree? A few weeks ago I...
Read MoreAll Creatures Great and Small
Have you ever considered the thought behind the expression, “All good things come to an end”? It’s an expression used rather loosely when we finish a good book, end a relaxing holiday, say our good-byes at a family reunion, or even acknowledge the end of a wonderful summer at MBC. The internet defines the meaning this way: “Nothing great will last forever… a wise reminder that all good things are temporary.” Another definition states that it is “a term of regret,...
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