I have a photograph of my late grandmother, Florence Drennan, on the wall facing where I sit and write. The photo was taken in 1929. Grandma is 14 years old and one of eight young girls in wool cloche-style hats trying to be still for the photographer. Some of them […]

The news probably has been out there for a long time, but I just found that our ear lobes never stop growing. That’s just great—there goes one more part of my body headed south without my consent. Perhaps I could postpone the imminent downward droop with duct tape. Goodness knows […]

I am experiencing the letdown that comes with the end of a really great holiday. I liken my quick descent back to reality to the loud gurgle and sucking swirl of water that I always stare at after finishing a sinkload of dirty dishes. “Uh-huh, there goes my ‘Cloud 9’ […]

I wake up at 6 a.m. every morning, pour a cup of coffee, sit in my favourite chair, write in my diary, and read a daily reflection from “The Book of Awakening” by Mark Nepo. Until now, I’ve lived a very safe existence—one that’s calculated and organized so that I […]

Let me begin by recanting my sad story about my home septic woes from last week. It wasn’t a miserable Monday after all. It turned out that all I had to do was replace a dirty filter. Thanks to “Good Man Joe,” I am free to flush!! Meanwhile, so here […]