Author: Maggie Turner

It suddenly struck me today, that the the old idiom about beating your head against a brick wall was at work in my life, the part that states that it feels so good to stop. We are seniors. At this moment in time there is a public dental plan for seniors, this is relatively new,… Continue reading Idiom

I looked high and low for a replacement pair of work sandals. I finally found a pair my size on sale about an hour’s drive from here. It was the last pair they had in stock. I tried to call them, to ensure the pair would be there if we drove all that way to… Continue reading House Number Problems

Things usually happen in threes for me. Those things are all along a similar vein, and might be anything from interesting to unfortunate to magical. The past week a cycle of three occurred. Three well worn and loved items wore out completely and utterly. The first of the three is my favourite pair of summer… Continue reading A Run of Three

A day of puttering involves a lot of little things, some routine, some not routine. Today, so far, this is what I’ve been up to. An early morning walk started the day. Then it was time to make breakfast, my favourite meal of the day. I take my time, sometimes taking more than an hour… Continue reading Puttering

We awoke to cloudy skies. Our morning walk concluded just before the raindrops began to fall. There has been a gentle rain, off and on, most of the morning. The sun has just broken through the clouds. Attila harvested peppers from the garden this morning. He will wash and chop them, to fill canning jars… Continue reading Quiet Rain