Although I’m Canadian, I want to wish my large circle of friends in the United States, a very Happy Independence Day. Holly’s friend Colby, who’s a rescue dog from the States, sent this beautiful video of an assortment of fireworks. My favorite is the last one – what’s yours? (Thanks, Colby, Denise, and Al –… Continue reading Happy Independence Day
The pink flamingos were Pat’s idea, but he let Dale, Dennis, Captain Joe, and I share in the credit – but that’s the way life is in Atlantic Canada – everybody is like family. So, on that morning, when Garth looked out his front window, he couldn’t believe his eyes! Garth: Donna, come here quick!… Continue reading Stories of the Mira
Although I haven’t been watching the news for a couple of months, I decided to watch a coronavirus update on television. I was alarmed at how quickly the virus is spreading and the number of people who’ve died already in Europe, China, and the USA. On Friday alone, more than 400 people passed in the… Continue reading Dear Uncle Sam
In early February, I stopped following the news of the day because I was getting stressed out from all of the doom and gloom. I used to watch the news all of the time, and if I were in the car, I’d listen to an all-news channel. And then, suddenly, I had a brain fart… Continue reading News of the Day
After a short series of emails, Tom, Margaret, Norm, and I got together for an impromptu walk in the village of Fairhaven, Washington. Norm’s wife, Gina, wasn’t able to join us because she was volunteering. So, my gal pal, Margaret, was our ‘fair lady in Fairhaven.’ Margaret is Tom’s wife, which left Norm, and I like… Continue reading A Fair Lady in Fairhaven
Today, while having my morning coffee and checking emails, I got a surprise. I was surprised, because I’ve never, ever, received a Happy Thanksgiving card before, and I was elated because of who sent it to me. It was a beautiful, animated card of a country scene, complete with pumpkins, children playing, grownups doing their… Continue reading You Have Mail
Several years ago, I learned that during World War Two in England, children would ask the American soldiers for chewing gum by asking, “Any gum, chum?” Bubble gum and other candies were not otherwise available to them. When I was very young, I remember my parents taking us to Niagara Falls for the day. Next,… Continue reading Any Gum, Chum?