He’s jumping into the puddles.
The Murky Depths of Dementia
He’s jumping into the puddles.
Category: Musings
Opinions, rantings, a view of our world and my life.
Rain on me
Walking along muddy trails. listening to the beat of raindrops, nostrils filled with freshened air, catching drops on my tongue - beats a moment of sitting indoors clean and dry.
Rain in Biblical Proportions
During this latest weather crisis that has made most of us more aware that perhaps our country isn't taking climate change seriously enough.
Goodbye, Dad
Our Dad - no words can fully describe the loss that will be felt for years to come if not all our lives. Though we know it's a blessing that he can now be at peace.
We knew a dog named Blue
During winter's wetter and cooler days, photo sorting seems a constructive way to idle away a few hours. One such day, I came across an image of an old mate who wasn't very photogenic.
Life at No. 22 