Little things – A charming charade
When my son was 13 or14 years old, prime adolescent mortification age, we did a bit of a jaunt around Europe. Amsterdam was the last stop on the journey before heading home. We only had Read More
Shoes. Shoes. Shoes.
lol! How lovely.
When did you know it was love? Was it love at first sight? Was it your first pair of red shoes? Or black patent Mary Janes? Platforms? Or those strappy roman sandals?
We do love our shoes, don’t we? Every style, shape and color, we love them. Sometimes a little more agony, than ecstasy. Sometimes bordering on obsession, but still Read More
Little things – Ice dream
What a lovely telling of a tale, Cathy. Thank you for sharing. I wish you continued enjoyment. Happy New Year!
Many things in life bring a smile to my face, but few create such a rich kaleidoscope of images as the sound of skates on ice. The raspy, fluid sound of the blades, as they carve into the surface of the ice on a cold winter’s night. Etched in my mind, Read More
Little Things – An Unexpected Smile
The other day I pulled into a Home Depot parking lot to get off the road as I sat in on a teleconference. While I was concentrating on the call, a big muscle, pickup truck pulled in opposite me. Big wheels, souped-up, loud, extra rods and rails all around.
Out from the driver’s seat came a big guy. Shaved head Read More
Little things – Hallowe’en delight
Indeed, Cathy, getting lost -great way to travel. Such an incredible area. Your Hallowe'een sounds lovely!!!
One of my favorite Hallowe’en memories happened a few years ago not at home greeting Trick or Treaters, but when traveling around the beautiful Eastern Townships in Quebec. It was in part a weekend getaway, but mostly a chance to Read More
Little things – Thank you
Sounds like your mother was a wonderful, kind and thoughtful person.
The other day I was driving home after a series of intense meetings at a client site. I was downtown in the heart of a neighborhood with a rather poor reputation and a challenging history. It was mid-afternoon and classes at the neighborhood school must have just finished because the sidewalks were full Read More
Little things – Serendipity
Makes me wonder when you'll meet her again...
Once, when I was a struggling student I had an opportunity to go to Ottawa with a group I was working with part-time. It was a business trip, junior though I was, and I was second choice. The prime candidate ended up being unable to go. But, it was Read More
Glad to have made you smile.