Photo taken fromthis Wikipedia page Last week I was blessed by not just one, but two, encounters with barred owls. The first happened on a dark, rainy Wednesday morning after I had coaxed myself to…
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That was a goofy week! Thank goodness I had stored up a weekend of puttering, because once the week got going I never managed to get home before 9 p.m. Paul was away, so I…
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As you’ll see, this is SO NOT a Wordless Wednesday, although I have been trying that format recently. . . . But here’s a pretty picture for you, at least. . . a freighter anchored…
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One Saturday evening in Bordeaux last May, we arrived at the Grand Théatre early for a chamber music recital. The weather was balmy, and we joined the crowd sitting on the steps of the sumptuous…
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A favourite iris is blooming — it was a favourite of my Dad’s, and he and Mom divided one from their garden and planted it in mine at least 15 years ago. Dad’s been gone…
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