Going through some old posts and found this one written in 2014 just after I had relocated Daddy from his condo to the Senior's Lodge a ...

Future skiers/blessed people I love winter. I just don't like bitter cold. I love snow. But not on roads which then become icy and slipp...

It began with a startling, “Hon, let me do the dishes.” He rattled and thumped in the kitchen, then joined me in front of the TV. “Done!” Un...

This story is about laughter. Oh, and a few other things . . . There were once three brothers. Two great, hulking brutes and one small, but ...

This poem’s short. I’m terrified, I think I’d rather run. And hide, The time has come, I hope you know, Unwanted things will have to go, I h...

Once again, it’s my turn to host my amazing blogging buddies. So many good things here! Carol Cassara Sitting over a cup of coffee the other...

Now before you say what we’re all thinking, it seemed like a good idea at the time. So just bear with me . . . I think I’ve mentioned be...

Tangmere. History makes me cry.      (bbc.uk.co picture) For over thirty years, my Husby worked for Alberta Culture. Specifically building t...

Truck trouble. He was waiting for a tow. She came to meet him and take him home.  The A&W was right across the street so she bought supp...

  It had been a good walk. Granddaughter #9 (hereinafter known as Miss E), and her family were exploring the neighbourhood. They had rem...

Puns, I love, they’re so much fun, What follows are some favourite ones!   My funeral? NOT an A.M. spot, A mourning person, I am not! ...