A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away I had a large roll of white paper, the kind you cover tables with before a church bazaar. My older children and I used to cover the dining room table and paint to our hearts content for hours and hours.
Life
Thoughts from what I have seen on this road I walk.
Un Repos Bien Mérité
Ok, so I am a bit of a hermit, actually more like a workaholic hermit. I just like to be busy, whether it is geeking, crafting or just plain noodling with stuff. Every year my wife and son take a holiday, just the two of them, generally to visit family,
Small Acts Are Anything But
I don’t get out much, a year of long-Covid kind of did in my love of crowded places. My wife pushes me to get out more, if only to help her with groceries or a trip to Decathlon (my favourite store in the city – I am still looking for
Macramania
In my high-pressure world (50% psychologist and 50% air-traffic-controller) it is kind of nice to have a ‘mindless’ activity to keep your hands occupied and your brain from melting down. Way back I tried my hand at macrame and found it quite satisfying as far as ‘brain breaks’ go. Just
Being Knotty
Growing up on an island meant lots of goodies on the shore to beachcomb. Amongst the fishing floats, old shoes and occasional deck chair there would be lots of bits of rope. Rope from tug towlines, 3 or 4 inches in diameter, yellow nylon for fishing bouys and smaller lengths
The Moments We Need
Who knew that a carrot could leave a perfectly circular hole in the kitchen window? At that moment the world stopped as three people stood and stared out the window into the night. And then it was gone, into the folklore that was and is my family. My Father replaced