The first flowers I remember giving to you happened early in our dating days. I was playing hockey on Sunday mornings in the Dorchester Men’s No Body Contact League. You even drove out to the arena on occasion to watch. Helmets did not require cages and as a result, an inadvertent stick struck me inContinue reading “Creating Beauty”
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Scrabble
I expect when Mom and Dad immigrated to Canada in 1958, their grasp of English would have been quite limited. Sure, they had learned some very elementary words years earlier in grade school, mandatory language lessons along with German and French. They may have even picked up a few classes in preparation for their flightContinue reading “Scrabble”
Beautiful Day
Don’t let it slip away A mirror of trees Paints a picture on the lake.Quiet of the morn,Loons swim past without a wake.Songs of birds, warmth of the sun,Day begins, together, one. New buds, fresh stems show,Another petal opens.Life, garden. Flower and grow.
Wonderings 