Starting slowly, with proper ignition Licking upward with red and yellow fingers Warmer, faster it begins to consume flames erupt in the right situation She begins her dance of heat and consumption More fuel needs to be added In order to continue with the reactions She grows, seeking continual Read more…
I am sitting by another burning glory of a fire. Another day to reflect on, I again share my story. I hope that everyone who shares my story continues to enjoy. I am finding my muse and myself in these daily moments of reflection. I encourage everyone to do the Read more…
Road trip! Today was an escape day, a day to go on the road. After much internal debate and some external discussion, we all went to Vancouver Island today. A family trip instead of a motorcycle ride on my own. I wanted to spend some quality time with my kid, Read more…
I went to work this morning. As I crossed the bridge rain started to fall. Rain was not something I could work in. my gaze turned to the lake. The lake glistened like a mirror; the flat water was disturbed only with the passage of a lonely boat fishing beside Read more…
Vapour trails are missing from the skies overhead. Brad mentioned it on our evening walk. I had noticed it, but did not put much thought into it. Planes have almost disappeared from our world. We looked up into the deep blue sky and there was an emptiness that has not Read more…
Sunday morning came again. I returned to the garden and finished the painful therapy of weeding that I began last week. My back complained silently as I removed the weeds that infected our garden. If only I could remove the weeds that infect our world. Thirteen days ago a black Read more…
We slept in today. It was pretty nice to sleep until after 9 am. I don’t miss working six or seven days a week at this time of year. Rolling into action I cooked bacon and eggs and went outside to cut the lawn. Today I had a tour booked Read more…
I have written this journal every day for two and a half, almost three months. I have been on quite the streak. The most difficult thing I find is keeping it fresh and interesting for myself and for anyone who reads it. My days have returned to a state of Read more…
Today was a good day. Any day I can ride my motorcycle to go out on my boat is a very good day. Too bad it started so early. I am not used to getting up at 530am. I set my alarm and managed to get out the door by Read more…
Time after covid is traveling in increments for me, in milestones. I am now two months past my fiftieth birthday. I feel younger in some ways than I have in twenty-five. In others I feel every minute of my fifty years and two months. Today was a good day; the Read more…