Category: Journal

personal journal

Straws

Change! The little car that we bought in 1998 has decided to retire. Attila had been driving it to work and back until last Thursday, when the brake lines failed completely, just as he arrived home. Unfortunately that was the “straw that broke the camel’s back”, as they say. We have had thirteen years of… Continue reading Straws

If I knew just what to say…

The extraordinarily warm weather is slipping away. The temperature will fall below freezing tonight. Although seasonal conditions are returning, it seems wrong. How quickly I have acclimatized to gentle warmth. Harriet and Hogan are visiting their cottage this weekend, putting things in order for summer enjoyment. Our paths will not intercept. Their trips to the… Continue reading If I knew just what to say…

Remembering…

There was a time when I felt joy on a daily basis. Then came a time of isolation, overwhelming responsibilities and hardship borne of creating a life fit for my children; a weary time, sometimes angry, often sad. That lasted a very, very long time. Today joy flew in an open window. It lighted on… Continue reading Remembering…

Spirit

Attila and I like art. The screen saver I have setup shows a series of art images collected over time. We enjoy letting our eyes rest on these images, as we pause to gather thoughts during our easy chair chats. This image is one that I particularly like, from Finland, by the artist Albert Gustaf… Continue reading Spirit