Category: Deep Thoughts

Summer Mourning

Today I’m in mourning. I’m mourning the fresh fruit and vegetables, the dewy morning grass, the towering sunflowers. I’m mourning time alone and time spent with friends. I’m mourning sweet, summer wine and long, golden-lit evenings. I’m mourning summer’s loss. Maybe it’s the weather… Perhaps it’s the cool, […]

What Really Matters

Hello everyone! I hope you’re having a good lomg weekend. This is a re-post of an earlier article. As I wrap up two weeks of vacation, it’s good to remember as I head in the direction of home, what really matters. Take care and enjoy! Starting a business […]

The Stars and the Moon to Gain

Here’s a piece I wrote a while back about what we miss when we don’t get outside and look up at the night sky. A friend recently told me the story of their friends who came to visit from Calgary. They were staying with my friends on their […]

Should I Stay or Should I Go?

I Love Social Media I love social media like I love salty potato chips! Even better, social media is like eating salty potato chips with interesting people from all over the world. When I consider leaving most social media platforms, I already miss those engaging people. I know. […]

Paint Me New

During the summer, my time opens up. Suddenly, I’ve got more time to write, to visit, to just sit and do nothing, an activity of which I’m very fond. There’s time to wander around with my camera and wait for the birds to hold still. There’s time to […]

Red Coat Reminiscing

Who knew that our wardrobes have the power to mark the passage of time as it sails by? I suppose it’s not that surprising as fashion is so fleeting. Shoulder pads, big hair, and blue eye shadow in still photographs and in older YouTube videos tell the story […]

There’s Something About the Rain

There’s something about the rain. It’s melancholy and soothing; it’s happy and sad all at the same time, and in the most pleasant way. It’s both romantic and lonely. Sleep comes so easy and deep when the rain falls. My dreams are filled with its soft pitter, patter, […]