Hey, wow, this non-blogging phase has really gone on long enough, eh? I guess I got a bit overwhelmed, first by profound disappointments and...

And now my Macbook laptop is officially dead. I had brought it to the cottage on the weekend for music and movies, and when I brought it ...

Buster was acting very old and tired lately, and getting really skinny. This morning I found him sleeping in his litter box, very unresponsi...

The people I'm renting a cottage with this weekend do not.

Natural haiku: the sound of wind in new leaves means only itself.

I think I'm really hitting my stride on these things. Thank you, CS6!

In the interest of fairness, here's a nice recent photo of Amber, who came off a bit stubborn and unreasonable a couple of posts back. ...

When I was 17, my family moved from rural Nova Scotia to the wealthy suburbs of Toronto. It was 1985. Ronald Reagan and Margaret Thatche...

I saw a really colourful and abstract painting of a bridge today in an art book (can't remember who it was by — some French dude from th...

Thanks for asking, Carol. In love and heartbroken. Amber and I spent Friday night and all of Saturday day together and had a really sw...

Hope you get to do some of this without the snow or exploding golf balls (though that would be a really cool invention). I'll give ...

We're having a very rainy weekend here, thanks to Tropical Storm Andrea. Lots of new green foliage whipping around out there, soaking up...

Queen of Instagram.

Yes, no: not far apart. Beautiful, ugly; good, evil: not unalike. Fear the mind-killer spreads contagion to all, but I am the wildern...

Continuing to live — that is, repeat  A habit formed to get necessaries —  Is nearly always losing, or going without.        It varies.  ...

This was totally the colour scheme around here today. The sky overcast and dreary, as it has been every day for the past week, but the g...

Happy birthday, Mom! Something coming in the mail for you today.

"Once upon a time, I dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering hither and thither, to all intents and purposes a butterfly. I was conscio...

Sometimes people, when they perceive other people as hopeless idealists, invite those people to wake up and join the real world, by which...

I swear the party guests from this "commercial" were on the bus with me this morning. The level of dullness as these three guys ...