Memories of heartworm!

Ray was at the vet clinic yesterday for his annual checkup, and some preventive meds to keep him healthy. From his perspective, he went to see Natalia, who gives him really good treats. Continue reading

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The Food Chain!

This past Sunday morning started off as routine. I leashed Ray and took him outside into our back garden just after 7:30am so he could take care of “needs” before I gave him his breakfast.

(He is always leashed when he goes out but, if the garden is clear of potential problems, then I let him off so he can wander around at will and sniff along the base of the fence and anything else that gets his attention. He has been “skunked” once, which is why these precautionary measures started, and we now have foxes and coyotes behaving like rival gangs as they both want to own the area! Better safe than sorry!) Continue reading

“The Volunteer”

“Just Thinking” is a book of poetic verse, most of which are based on personal experiences, and may therefore reflect life to many readers. The book is available in eBook, paperback and hard cover formats from Friesen Press, amazon and all the other usual on-line book retailers.

In the late 1970’s, I spent just over two years as a volunteer with the Crisis Intervention Unit at Toronto East General Hospital, and this piece was written as a reflection of one particular night-shift. Continue reading

The Competition!

Yesterday I received an email from a blogger friend, advising me of a “humorous poetry” competition. Always inquisitive, I followed her link to the website, and decided to browse last years winning entries … and they were “quite different”. Continue reading

“Poor Man’s Moody Blues”

Another wonderful song and musical arrangement from the 1970’s (1977), this time by Barclay James Harvest. Those of you familiar with The Moody Blues album “Days of Future Passed”, and specifically the track “Nights in White Satin” will hear an immediate connection (beyond the title). Enjoy! Continue reading

Just dreaming?

The photograph below was taken last week!  All that white stuff behind us is snow on top of ice, and flat pieces of ice are flowing down and into the lake.

This was an opportunity to be amused at the sight of a small group of gulls being totally motionless … but gracefully heading “down stream”. They were standing on an ice flow which was barely visible to us, and moving with the current. Continue reading