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Why are there not cutsie poems about Fall? Something like we have for Spring, “Spring has sprung, The grass is riz, I wonder where the women is.” I think it’s a little difficult to write about a season that is the shoulder between summer and winter. I mean, it’s not called fall for nothing right? …Read More!… Falling          It was an epic battle between truculent man and virulent beastie. Armed with a shop vac, two big honkin’ cans of industrial strength insect assassinator and one can of expanding foam, I attacked. Clad in work boots, heavy duty chainsaw resistant pants, long sleeve shirt, pro hockey body armour, a funky hat with mosquito mesh …Read More!… Insect Heaven Makes for Good Friendships My best friends will understand when I say I’m feeling a bit conflicted. I was sitting having a coffee in front of a cafe on Main Street yesterday morning. As I often do I was reading a book, sipping the delightful nectar of the gods and watching folks wander by in their own little worlds… …Read More!… Good Morning Chosen Family Every day I watch for the old man with the flowers. Every day he shuffles into the yard, sad longing eyes, wild flowers held heart high. Every day I am reminded of what matters as I see the flowers placed at her grave. Every day I see …Read More!… Every Day Clunk! Clunky? Clunked? What does it sound like when you’ve fallen and can’t get up? Never mind. Not what I want to talk about. I just like freaking you all out. It’s kind of a sport… sort of. I was out riding yesterday trying to quiet my mind. I feel as if I’ve been running …Read More!… Checking it Twice This is about as intimate as I can get. I was painting a wall yesterday, a nice colour called white sand, which isn’t white at all. Go figure. An epiphany struck while I was slathering on the paint. Fortunately it didn’t strike hard because I was balanced rather precariously on a ladder at the time. …Read More!… I Deserve… What do you do when you see it coming and can’t do anything about it? I’ve been painting. Like any other creative pursuit, making mistakes is part of the game. Cleaning them up is part of it too. Because the painting is a paid job, it’s important that the …Read More!… Shut up!? I was thirty four. I have a habit of trying to help people… whether they ask or not. The problem is, sometimes they’re not looking for help and what I am trying to do is viewed as an imposition. It’s like I turn into Mr Fix It. During a …Read More!… Kicking and Screaming For those who don’t know, I invented a word about two years ago. Well, I’ve invented other words along the way and a bunch of them aren’t fit for discussion here. *grin* The word is transcendation and the Edward Dictionary meaning is: Transcendation: 1) the act of rising above all physical
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