I had planned to go on a long run this afternoon. When you have a child, you have to plan such things because if you do not, they will not happen. As the saying goes for diets, exercise and anything else that can be easily sublimated by the whims of others, failure to plan is…
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Alive
One of the perks of working at home is being able to do things like wander out into the greenhouse on my lunch-break. In Newfoundland during February, this is not a perk to be sniffed at. Today there wasn’t much to see. A few dead grapes, some hot peppers that didn’t get picked last year…
Every time…
… I prick my finger (which happens pretty often in this land of skewers, needles, scissors and blades in which I live), right after that “Ow! Damn! Did I get blood on anything that matters?” reaction, my first thought is always of this image. Like just now. Odd.
Roads go ever on and on…
Roads go ever ever on, Over rock and under tree, By caves where never sun has shone, By streams that never find the sea; Over snow by winter sown, And through the merry flowers of June, Over grass and over stone, And under mountains in the moon. – J.R.R. Tolkien* One of my favourite sorts…
Mardi, trop de Gras
It’s Shrove Tuesday and while no one in this house religiously celebrates either Easter or its antecedent, Lent, we always enjoy an excuse to eat pancakes. In our house while growing up, “Pancake Day” meant a feast of crêpes, those really flat pancake-like creatures that can be rolled up with an assortment of treasures inside…
Raising the Bar Strength & Conditioning 