Tag: Happiness

NORMAL IS CHANGING

Our lives have been turned upside down and we don’t know what’s normal anymore. In fact, we are all having to adapt to a new normal. In December 2019, Covid -19 and coronavirus were words bandied about in reference to what was going on in China. For many of us, it was a news story … Continue reading NORMAL IS CHANGING

Ticking All The Boxes

Have you ever filled in a survey or a form that says 'check all boxes that apply'? I know I have, especially in filling out medical forms - yes, I'm a non-smoker (does that one cigar in Cuba count?), no bed-wetting (fully toilet trained since I was a year old), excessive worry ( OMG... one highlight, two … Continue reading Ticking All The Boxes

A Worry-ous Incident Of The Dog In The Night-Time

  Four thousands of years, dogs have played an integral role in the day to day lives of man. They were working dogs who pulled, carried, herded, hunted and protected, constantly assisting their human companions. Countless songs have been sung and books have been written about 'Man's Best Friend'-even Elvis with 'Old Shep' and  John Steinbeck … Continue reading A Worry-ous Incident Of The Dog In The Night-Time

Winter and Wellies in North Luffenham

Like many Canadians who escape the cold months (fondly known as Snowbirds), I longed to be travelling south to a warmer climate for 6 months or the arrival of spring on the Avalon Peninsula - whichever came first.

Missing Places I Have Never Been

I longed for the authentic sights, sounds, smells and tastes of the world of my dreams. I'd close my eyes and breathe deeply, wondering what was wrong with me.

Saturday Mourning in Paris

Early this morning,   I made my way down the stairs and looked out the back windows.  I could see nothing beyond the terrace railings.  Heavy fog blanketed the whole valley, reaching its fingers over the roof and around the stone walls of the cottage. The whiteness rested quietly and completely.  I opened up the doors and stepped out.  No … Continue reading Saturday Mourning in Paris

Basta!

For years, my daughters boyfriend (and partner in crime) has been throwing around two Italian phrases at the drop of a hat - "Basta!" and "Ci Vediamo",  spoken with as much Italian accent as he could muster and always with the appropriate throwing out or up of the hands, overly embracing the Italian way of … Continue reading Basta!