EASY ON THE AYES…

PENN'S TABLE                    Watercolour by RRiederMy Reader says I've been reading too much. Reading and listening to the daily news, overhearing conversations, listening to opinions from all sides, some aloud some silent but seen face-on just the same. There's something to be said about that, but you won't hear it directly from me nor My Reader.... Continue Reading →

SHOW ME THE…

BRAE TOFTS One dollar. Every three years. For the past 25 years. I’ve been paid one dollar, every three years for the past 25 years to move house. I’ve packed my pets and belongings and moved house. To a new house. Different part of the city, same state. Different neighbourhood. It didn’t take me long... Continue Reading →

PORTLAND ON ICE…

ice>noun 1 a roof covered with ice: frozen water, icicles; black ice, frost, rime, glaze. icy>adjective 1 icy roads: frozen, frozen over, iced over, frosty, frosted, ice-bound, ice-covered, iced up; slippery; literary rimy. Yes. All of the above. I'll be in touch...

PART OF THE DEAL…

meticulusmick posted a gallery of Irish bright green photographs. He put out a challenge not too difficult to deal with: show a bit of Portland Oregon green. Portland's real colours are a few weeks away according to the weather man, but this sampling is just a wee bit of what is to come in my small... Continue Reading →

HALF AND HALF, and HALF…

There’s something to be said about the English language. Language can be directionally challenged. Final destination or designation unknown. Which brings me to My Reader who is currently knee-deep in the “to-ma-toe” versus “toe-may-toe” dispute.  Having said that...add nuance, syntax, stuff and other stuff. The question is:  Is it allowable to be knackered in your... Continue Reading →

THE FINAL QUESTION…

A year ago, my best bud Jane and I traveled half-way around the world, London, England, to visit three of my best girlfriends and their families,  travel the South Devon coast, and soak up the love of lasting friendships…and satisfy my longing of a country I once called home. My Reader knows where to find... Continue Reading →

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