Robbie’s Stairway

It was breakfast time as I sat at my dining room table glancing out my window to the neighbour’s house across the street.  There was the young couple’s small toddler looking at the cement stairway to the door. The tiny one boy was trying to decide, ‘should I or shouldn’t I’ in his tiny one…

Ribbons and Curves of Our Earth

Poem Oh beautiful earth our world we love So lovely from the sky above Your lakes and streams like branches they flow From my window seat looking down below The curve of landmarks and peaks of mountains Such a wondrous sight, waterfalls like fountains Tiny ribbons of roads, lights twinkling like stars Feeling blessed to…

Mazie’s Solitude My Delight

    Each morning as I come to my small home office my loving furry companion Mazie is beside me.  With two quick leaps she is perched on the top of the wooden filing cabinet beside the open window where she loves to sit and watch the birds and squirrels going about their daily routines….

No Mask Needed

” In masks outrageous and austere, The years go by in single file: But none has merited my fear, And none has quite escaped my smile.”  Elinor Morton Wylie,  American Poet and Author. 1885-1928. There are so many times in life when we conclude that someone we know is wearing a mask; thus, not being…

Whispers Long Ago

April 25, 2016 If you are a baby boomer like me, you will remember with some limited fondness of days spent as a child in the classroom.  Silence was normally the challenge and order of the day.  “Children are to be seen and not heard”, I always remember being said!  The teachers were constantly shushing…