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Breathing after Fiona

“All good!” was the message from my daughter early this morning. With tears starting to form after hearing this welcome news, I took a deep breath. It felt like it been hours since I had taken a deep breath. She and her fiancé have survived post-hurricane Fiona only a few weeks after moving to theContinue reading “Breathing after Fiona”

Coast to Coast

For three weeks we drove across the country, then spent time at my daughter’s new home. For those three weeks I was amazed at the beauty of the new scenery that we passed through and experienced daily. Everything seemed so beautiful and new. When I returned home and started looking at my own surroundings throughContinue reading “Coast to Coast”

Priorities

Yesterday morning this spider’s web had been damaged probably because of strong winds during the night. I sat safely inside the living room enjoying my morning cup of coffee and watching what we think is a Cross Orb-weaver repairing the web, preparing it for another day of catching food. This morning the web was stillContinue reading “Priorities”

Dreaming of daffodils

Often I receive cards and artwork from students. Sometimes it’s a creative expression from a school assignment, or colouring that they did while waiting for their lesson, or even a hand-crafted card of thanks. Last week the mother of two of my students surprised me with artwork of her own. She has recently taken upContinue reading “Dreaming of daffodils”

I bought these tulips for mom two days ago. Yesterday morning they were looking revitalized, and standing taller! Mom was so happy to have the fresh tulips to brighten her home. My flight home yesterday morning was cancelled about an hour before departure. Of course my first reaction to changes that are out of myContinue reading “Home”

Home

The question was making it’s way around Facebook not long ago — “how many different homes have you lived in?” I ran out of patience to answer that question, but today I decided to attempt an answer. There was the first house where we lived until I was 6 years old. I remember the backyardContinue reading “Home”