Years ago I started walking early in the morning, before sun-up, roosters and bird-song. Often with my neighbour’s dog who…
Codswallop
Slang for load of rubbish. My life as an erstwhile homeschooler and the subsequent written musings thereof may verge on codswallop at times. Mostly my day to day musings on life as a boomer exploring happenstances as they come my way are treasures worth recording.
The Neighbours’ Cows…
After several weeks of not being able to find the two young cows hidden by tall grasses in a neighbouring…
A Parable…
Matthew’s re-telling of Jesus’ parable in Chapter 20:1-16, a vineyard owner goes out in the marketplace several times a day…
Driving in the Dark…
I think if I had more practice, driving in the dark wouldn’t be so bad. Unlike Hubs I do not…
Changing from Within…
I was talking to my son, Mr. Window to the Wild, and father of our grand-daughters, Sophie Sparrow and Avery…
Not From God…
I know only too well the sneaky touch of the enemy. Like a wasp that flies past silently, lightly brushing…
Remembering the Covid Year…
The year 2020 was an odd one and when I went to write my Christmas letter I had a stirring…
Sunrise and a Surprise…
This week the temperatures have been very pleasant in the morning. I find I am almost frisky when the air…
Surrender It All…
I’ve been tossed away like a piece of flotsam, Cast adrift in a sea of confusion. Drowned in a bay…
