I, like many women, push myself through all kinds of ailments, from the common cold to aching muscles, headaches to…
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.
Refreshing my Soul…
Sunflowers grow up among the broom weed turning meadows into misty places dotted with yellow. They twist and twine around…
Water Trough…
It has been dry at Footlights. I haven’t seen a roadrunner in months. A neighbor said she has put out…
Donkey Xote…
I love donkeys. Not that I’ve personally ever known one but I’m sure I could handle one as part of…
Unique, Gifted, Lovable You…
This week I had the pleasure of meeting a dog whose positive self image defies her appearance. She is the…
Moving Furniture…
Now that Daughts has moved out of the house and into the barn I have my dream room for both…
Cleaning up the Land…
We had invited company over for the first time since buying Footlights. Our children have been of course and our…
Daughts On the Move Again…
About six weeks into our respite in Florida Daughts, our Texas house-sitter, Face-Timed us and said, “Mum, I’ve been doing…
Callie’s Back…
Four months ago I wrote about Callie, the Calico cat who adopted us while we lived off Garland Road. We…
House Sitting…
When we went to Florida in June we left our new house to be looked after by Daughts, who was…