Our last Granddaughter but one (or LBO, for short) has lived a large portion of her young life during the pandemic. Normal, to her, is...

Mom's favourite picture. There is a line from a Joe Diffie (yes, I’m a country music fan) song that goes: Home was a back porch...

Sometimes, things said shouldn’t have been. Because sometimes little ears are hearing. And shouldn’t be. Let me tell you about it ....

Ready to Run! Sometimes, prayers are answered. Let me tell you about it . . . For years, I enjoyed my early-morning run. Solo. ...

For those of you following Sally’s stories with me . . . The story you are about to read is true. Somewhat. The days, weeks and mont...

I give a smile to Mr. Sun, With his appearance, Winter’s done, The light and warmth from him are spun, As life returns to every...

On the street where we lived... The tricycle in the background sits on Penny's drive. I asked my youngest daughter what her favo...

Navigate this! (Taken from Blarney Castle. Just after I kissed the famous stone.) In Canada, we have The Dominion Land Survey. ...

The theme for this Poetry Monday is BUGS. Ewwww... I'm afraid I've done a bit of cheating today, owing to the fact that I spent a ...

Catching Sunbeams The afternoon sun spilled through the living room window like golden honey. Making the air glow and creating ...

Here is my Mimi,             Who wears a bikini It’s painted, there's nothing at all can be done. Over that, in a pair  ...