3 weeks, 1 day ago
I look out the picture window beside my computer. It’s a pear tree that’s been dead for several years.
I just leave it for the birds. 57 more words
4 weeks, 1 day ago
Mary E. Nolte
When I was thirteen, my sister called me and said that she had something to tell me.
She had recently found someone to haul the old trailer off of the property at our cottage on Lake Erie. 864 more words
1 month ago
Cottage Garden Trio
It is now just over a year since we moved into the cottage and so I thought it would be a good time to reflect on what we’ve managed to achieve in a year. 748 more words
1 month, 2 weeks ago
My wild pear trees are nestled in a heavenly 100 acre woods that Pooh would love to romp around with his bud Christopher Robin.
But I don’t recall any 4 legged, pear eating deer in his story. 324 more words
1 month, 3 weeks ago
Journal of a frustrated ScotRail commuter...
Last minute, pre-performance checks.
2 months ago
Today would have been my mother’s 59th birthday, so I thought to commemorate her I share one of her favourite poems with you. Well, there we go again – it is not a poem but a ballad. 819 more words