A Sad Face

Normally, I have no problem finding something to muse and write about, but only if I think my readers would find it interesting.  And although my life is far from being boring or uneventful – I have not felt much like writing. But yesterday, I did something I have never done before in my life. And… Continue reading A Sad Face

Want, Wanted, and Wanting

There are three wants in life: want wanted and wanting.  But you already knew that – so let me explain why I am writing a post about them. Want When you need something – it is a want.  It does not matter what it costs, and it does not matter if you can afford to buy it… Continue reading Want, Wanted, and Wanting

Yesterday

I awoke up at 3:00 am yesterday and was as excited as a kid in a candy store with empty pockets and no money! But I could not understand why I felt so down. I usually am up between 3:45 and 4:30 am – which may seem too early for most – but I go… Continue reading Yesterday

A New Lease on Life

My Holly Golightly - she's a Coton de Tulear

Although we had just listed our house on the market last week, it sold in six days.  And for $51,000 more than the list price! The closing date is April 14th, and I had not found a place to live for Holly and me. I will be renting a place to live – for the… Continue reading A New Lease on Life

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

A Beaver Tale

Growing up in the ‘50s and ‘60s was a difficult period for me, but not because I grew up in Canada – the land of the Beaver. I have always loved being Canadian, but not always in love with living here. There were many times, as a teenager, I wished that I lived in the… Continue reading A Beaver Tale

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

A Write to be Wrong

Today is Monday morning, October 26th, and the internet in my neck of the world (Langley) is not working. I planned to write a story about my twenty-year quest to brew the best cup of coffee ever (at home). It is a story that’s been percolating inside my hollow head for months, but I haven’t… Continue reading A Write to be Wrong

A Nude Wreck on Wreck Beach

August 10, 2020 at Wreck Beach

August 10, 2020 I hope you aren’t offended by my photo. I spent the day, sunbathing in the nude for the first time in my life at the world-famous Wreck Beach in Vancouver, BC. But I wasn’t alone – there were several hundred sun worshippers of all ages, scattered along the 7.8 km beach. I’m… Continue reading A Nude Wreck on Wreck Beach

Because

All good things must come to an end ‘because’ of something. I received a renewal notice from the website hosting company that provides me with this platform to tell my stories. I’ve been writing here for almost a decade but now find it challenging to write about happy things. And although there is a seemingly… Continue reading Because