Mushrooms
A poem by Sylvia Plath
Author: Shelly Ann
A wanderer in spirit and on foot, I like to share what I see along the way.
En route..
The Annapolis Valley and on to Cape Breton…
This land…
The Saint Lawrence “Nova Scotia is a box bass and a fiddle and German sourdough and scotch eggs. And the air, all heavy and bracing and wet. When you’re driving, … Continue reading This land…
Today
By Billy Collins
Reflections
People enjoy reading blogs for many reasons, mostly because people are interested in people. And when those people are your acquaintances, neighbours or even friends you have yet to meet, all the better.
A little bit of hygge…
‘Hygge is the complete absence of anything annoying or emotionally overwhelming. It’s being surrounded by calm and relaxing things’
Wandering Wakefield..early.
Gratitude, light and river love🌿
The Journey
At one point or another, everyone can appreciate Mary Oliver’s ..The Journey..
Life on the Covid edge.
Sharing our collective experience can help and it can also add a little levity.
Why I Wake Early…
Hello, sun in my face ” she writes
Addison’s or antifreeze?
Wednesday evening – Symptoms are getting worse. Is it the flu? We hesitate
A walk in the Parc
Let’s go..
