I’ve been missing the remembered ease of Island summers past . . . feeling elegiac, melancholy, and very aware of time passing. At the same time, I’m wanting to make the most of the Summer I’m in right now, and set up some good practices or attitudes for future summers. After all, I’m not going to be 70 forever, right? Hah! Click through to read more — I’d love to know if any of my musings resonate with you. . . whatever your age.
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It was our 47th anniversary this week, and I had thought I might develop a post around this photo of an elastic-ball band I’ve been building over the last eighteen months or so. If I’d…
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A twist, today, in my little series on What I Wore, What I Listened To, and What I Saw while walking. . . I didn’t wear this outfit for walking, at least not any further…
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I’ve been doing very well with Holds I’ve placed on books from the Vancouver Public Library. A bit too well, really, and I’m currently reading madly through a Pico Iyer travel memoir (five reading days…
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The third book I read this year was Oyinkan Braithwaite’s My Sister the Serial Killer. Braithwaite is a Nigerian writer who has spent considerable time in England (primary school, boarding school, and then her degrees…
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