The Little Black Fly
I was lucky enough to spend Mother’s Day with my Mom. My Sister-The-Youngest-Girl is staying with her Beau Bob at the moment while they renovate her kitchen. Beau Bob kindly let us come to stay …
Tag: rhubarb
I Love The Month of May
There are a lot of reasons I love the month of May. One is that my Mom’s birthday falls in the the month of May, and I love my Mom. Another is that Mother’s Day …
Oh What A Beautiful Day
I continue to attack the mildew odour in Iris’ cushions. The worst affected are the back cushions of the dinette. The foam has been removed from the covers, the covers washed and one of the …
Spinach Balls
We are in the midst of a dry spell here at the little house in the city, it is almost a drought. The drug addicted expanse of lawn behind our property has not been watered, …
Trying To Reach You
A quiet day with pencils. And rhubarb. A Doodle: Language Waves A Proem: Trying To Reach You I don’t swim anymore. I remember it though. I remember the cool smooth press of cold water, moving …