Lazy, Hazy, Crazy Days of Summer

Summer as an adult: working, shopping, cooking, cleaning, driving, scheduling, planning, worrying, paying, gardening, mowing, pruning, canning. Summer as a child: playing, digging, swimming, snorkelling, laughing, eating, running, singing.   I remember those childhood lazy days of summer, though some of the memories are hazy. I especially remember the catchy tune of Nat King Cole’s…

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Journaling Through the Valley of S.A.D.

It’s February and it’s another grey, cloudy day. I wake up feeling mildly ‘down’ and sad, but not S.A.D, not this winter, not today. S.A.D. stands for Seasonal Affective Disorder, a condition characterized by depression, lethargy and a lack of energy. As soon as winter arrived with its constant cloud cover and grey days, I…

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Blackberries in November

Fall is not my favourite time. I’ve said this before. It is not the fault of Fall. Fall can be quite lovely, in fact. It’s just the forerunner of Winter. Winter and I do not get along. Setting aside my thoughts of impending Winter, I made my way outside to do a bit of fall…

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Fall grasses

The morning sun dazzled and caught these fall grasses in a pretty backlight. I was out for my morning walk, camera-less. But, not without hope. I scurried home, snatched up my camera and headed back to the roadway, crouched among the grasses and snapped away before the light shifted. I admit that fall is not…

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