Friends and Passersby

Richmond/Terra Nova walk (February 28, 2019) Photo by Danny

A year or two after my cancer treatments ended in 2009, I got an urge to write about my cancer. At the time, I was hopeful that I would survive cancer and live my remaining days in reasonable health. However, before starting my chemotherapy and radiation therapy, my oncologists indicated that I only had a… Continue reading Friends and Passersby

Helmets, Dogs, and Orchids

Last night, before I went to bed, I briefly talked with my two new orchids. I told them to get acquainted with each other and try to like each other, despite the difference in their color. I felt kind of silly, but several friends told me that orchids require lots of love and attention.  And… Continue reading Helmets, Dogs, and Orchids

Is There A Doctor In The House?

August 10, 2020 at Wreck Beach

I want to begin by stating that Dr. R. Wilson, my family doctor, retired today. And although I was given lots of written notice of his retirement, I have not been able to get another doctor here in White Rock. But I am not complaining. There are many provinces in Canada with the same problem… Continue reading Is There A Doctor In The House?

Another POETS Acronym

Regular readers of this site are already familiar with my original POETS acronym story – Piss On Everything Tomorrow’s Saturday! It was something to remember on Fridays – especially the Fridays that were not going well. Essentially, it gave hope that tomorrow will be a better day. But today, my Holly Golightly gave a new… Continue reading Another POETS Acronym

A Musical Interlude

Regular readers of this blog know how much I love music – and the love affair keeps growing!  And due to yesterday’s rainy weather – I decided to watch a documentary about one of my favorite bands of all time – The Band. Their songs are all classics to baby boomers – and several of… Continue reading A Musical Interlude

A Hasty Retreat

Rivendell Retreat on Bowen Island, BC

Today, I am leaving for three days of quiet and solitude at a spiritual retreat on a nearby Bowen Island mountain top. Although I no longer search for answers to questions that evaded me for most of my life – my spiritual growth and well-being have always been important. The retreat will allow me to… Continue reading A Hasty Retreat

A Long Sentence

This was the first year that I did not go to the police station to get my fingerprints taken, as I do each year, to confirm that I do not have a criminal record and that allows me, as Santa Claus, to show parents and others responsible for children’s welfare, that their charges are safe… Continue reading A Long Sentence

Empty Sidewalks on Tobacco Road

Home where Danny was born and raised

This is a continuation of a previously published story that I wrote in 2012.  Please read The Summer of ’66 before reading this story; otherwise, it won’t make much sense.  Thanks! ~ Hugs, Danny The road to Tobacco Road had sidewalks, but there were none on Vittoria Road – or at least, none on the… Continue reading Empty Sidewalks on Tobacco Road

Musical Fruit

Home where Danny was born and raised

Beans, beans, the musical fruit, the more you eat, the more you toot, the more you toot, the better you feel, so, eat your beans at every meal!  That was a poem that every kid learned as a rite of passage.  Actually, I’m referring to boys, not girls. Passing gas, passing wind, and tooting are… Continue reading Musical Fruit

The Barnston Island Challenge

I often go for walks without deciding where I’m going until I leave the house.  Although this may sound impulsive, I seldom, if ever, regret my choice.  But sometimes, getting to my destination is more of a challenge than the actual walk.  And yesterday’s decision to walk on Barnston Island is a perfect example.  Let… Continue reading The Barnston Island Challenge