My Third Life

Hmmm… I wonder if I should turn left here as I pass the Alsask, Saskatchewan turnoff.  The next sign says Oyen and that is familiar,

My cup does not runneth over… Not only does my cup not runneth over but I’m having trouble keeping anything in it some days.  It’s

Thanksgiving and The Circle of Life.. Well, here it is Thanksgiving, and I was all set to order Chinese food.. that’s what I kept telling

Black squirrels everywhere The contrast of the dark squirrels to the green open spaces in the parks made them look black. This may seem trivial

Not brave.. just free A friend commented to me about how brave I was in my writing. I usually let these comments slide, but others

Just one more sleep before I jet off to the Center of the Universe. This is how one of my writer friends describes Toronto, the

Goodbye CTV, hello The National When Lloyd Robertson did the newscasts in his older years it was a little painful to see him aging, BUT

Roadtripping to Alberto-ville Well, my favorite grandchild and I are back from our road trip to Alberto-ville. That is the red license plate province next

Cynder-tales was an adult fairy tale with sexual undertones, not to be confused with fairytales for children.  I was told my fiction story about a