C.A.T. or D.O.G.
I’ve been working on being a D.O.G. for my entire life
In, around and beyond our village
I’ve been working on being a D.O.G. for my entire life
Let’s have a debate my friends. Just for fun. The question I have for you is ..“What environment do you think is more dangerous? Living in the big city? Or life in the countryside, right here in our own back yard? You get to decide….
By Paul J. Hetzler My francophone wife is often amused as I commence à apprendre la langue, like the time I said connard when I meant canard. For the monolingual English-speakers out there, canard means duck, … Continue reading Fowl Behaviour
I woke up feeling off. Not sick, not sad—just heavy. The kind of heaviness that arrives unannounced, like claggy mud clinging to well-walked boots. The world’s unrest had settled squarely … Continue reading The Road to Farrellton
I took the other road, just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear
Submitted by Paul Hetzler Black flies and skeeters can be annoying, but one tick bite can change your life forever. Deer ticks (ID links provided below) are known to transmit … Continue reading Tick Season is Here
I realize that a bucket list is supposed to be a list of the things you want to do before you die. Rest assured that I am not planning to “ kick the bucket” anytime soon, but ido have some things that I want to do while I am living, breathing, and thriving in this wild, wicked yet wonderful world of ours.
As the third month of the year crawls towards its Grande Finale, maybe it is time, to delve a little deeper into the theme of lambs and lions, and its association with the month of March
By Paul Hetzler According to legend, a few individuals have kept the Tower of London, as well as the British government, from falling since the mid-1600s. That’s pretty good for … Continue reading Raving about Ravens
Not far in front of us, appeared two young men, one straddling his bike and the other bent forward at the waist – torso parallel to the ground.
By Kimberly-Anne Ford Dedication: For Phil, ever inspiring. My winter morning ritual begins with a cup of Bean Fair’s Wakefield Blend, savoured in a plastic chair perched on my deck, … Continue reading Outside In
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