She sat at table beside the window that overlooked the lake. Mountains, in shades of blue, rose up in the distance, a thin sheath of fog wending slowly to the left, providing glimpses of the mountain tops. Her cup of coffee, not instant nor espresso, rather the sort that comes from machine promising lattes and…
Parenting Teenagers Is Hard
Teenagers, hey? Who’d have ’em? They are, so I’ve heard, the real reason some animals eat their young. There is, of course, a lot of merit to not eating teenagers themselves. Aside from the fact that their smell isn’t terribly appealing, they also have more hair sprouting from all over their bodies, and ooze an…
The Cake of Dragon Bored
The 15th anniversary of the extraction of the Middlest Child was fast approaching and with my brain and days filled to near overflowing I felt it best to be as organised as far ahead of time as possible. I attempted, with some 4-6 weeks to spare, to extract some sort of information or idea about…
A Reintroduction, a Confession, and a Reconnection
I have here with me, on this side of the screen, a couple – well, technically seven (does this mean it’s several? I always imagine several to be in the vicinity of seven, much like a couple is two …anyhoo, I digress) – several blog posts sitting in draft mode. They’re not posts that cause me any particular sort…
Behind the Silence
There has been an absence, notable or otherwise, of my presence on various social media of recent weeks. Not limited to this blog. My unrelenting posting of pictures of sunrises and close up shots of flora and fauna, an activity some love and others, well, not so much, has slowed to the slow ambling of…