Do Things, Fight Things

You decide what’s right; you decide what’s good No one is alone. We are all united by so many things. Love, curiosity, science, hatred, education, genetics, travel, family, sex, trouble, kindness, poverty, selfishness,… Continue reading

Like A Flower Waiting to Bloom

Winter months of old would deter my endlessly happy spirit. There is a new sound to the wind and the rain; a sound which brings content and joy to my soul. Change is… Continue reading

In The Lane, Snow Is Glistening

Wordless winter wonders. The joy of new jewels, jingling under dresses. The youngest yields to yard work; the elders yearn for youth. The crashing, obnoxious reality of time crumbles our resolve as we… Continue reading

2014 in review

The stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog. Here’s an excerpt: A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 390 times in 2014.… Continue reading

I Drew A Map of Canada

I was writing a message to a friend of mine this morning. I wrote, “I will have an amazing life.” Without warning and without any cognitive exercise whatsoever, I realised that I say… Continue reading

All This Time

“I think that love is… not just about… you know, sex and, umm.. you know, finding someone attractive. I think that it’s about making a real effort to enjoy someone, and to see… Continue reading

Some Days Stay Gold Forever

I wanted to write on the subject of bereavement. This blog is incredibly personal to me; so much so that I often wonder why I even write in this space, as the thoughts… Continue reading


Don’t let it define you. Let it make you.

Something White This Way Comes

My sister is getting married. My sister is getting married. My sister is getting MARRIED!!! Her lovely boyfriend Josh proposed a couple of months ago and they have a ring and everything. You know what? I… Continue reading

The View Into the Valley

Of late I have been following more and more bloggers and taken comfort in many who have expressed regret in that they have, at least once, abandoned their writing. It has been almost… Continue reading

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