Monday, Retired. . . .
I suspect I’m not alone in finding that Monday morning continues to exert a sense of obligation, sometimes even urgency, a prodding back to busy-ness after the weekend’s changed rhythm. And I might not be…
View PostI suspect I’m not alone in finding that Monday morning continues to exert a sense of obligation, sometimes even urgency, a prodding back to busy-ness after the weekend’s changed rhythm. And I might not be…
View PostAfter a busy enough weekend, I’m trying to establish a productive but easy schedule for the week ahead. I did manage to post over on my Reading Blog yesterday — it’s been a long while,…
View PostWe’re just back from a two-day getaway at Harrison Hot Springs Resort, a two-hour drive from Vancouver, but an entirely different world. Paul (also known here as Pater) booked the stay as a belated–or perhaps,…
View PostIf I tell you that sometimes when I’m awake at 3 or 4 in the morning, I think of my blog — either in general or with a particular post in mind — and am…
View PostWe’re off paddling this morning, but I have just enough time to share a couple of pages from my Bordeaux sketchbook. . . Top left, the sheep’s yoghurt I loved (the shapely little glass decorated…
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