When it rainsI can smell the grasstall against the salt spray,that clings loving to the logs,tossed on the beachby the southeaster tideflecked white and brown with foambeneath the leaden sky. The desert is an endless beigedrifting like a madwoman between the palmsand the dunes that yesterday were valleys,a grit that
Poetry
I Remember (revised)
I remember,lying flat in tall grasslooking skyward towards infinity,watching the heavenssail past like cotton wool,in an azure sky. I remember,a fly buzzing as she walkedacross my glasses left to right,a black blur, vibrating wingsand cheeky smile,against an azure sky. I remember,my mind stopped turning,10 thousands thoughts per minute,strategies, thoughts and
Dinner
Blonde Chili
You would think as we near the end of May we would be in shorts, tees and flip-flops, but this year Mother Nature has her own ideas, at least here in Ottawa on Tundra! This morning, my first day without a headset on and eyeballs glued to the three monitors
Geekstuff
PyWrite v.0.9
Ok, one last post about PyWrite before I start battle testing it. So a couple of additions to the app, mostly cosmetic to seperate the Save and Quit buttons (*NEW* button) from the rest of the grid and cut down on the size of the buttons in general (+ Character
Poetry
When I’m Gone
There will be no misunderstanding,no misgivings,no anger and no pain,no side eyes,no rain. There will be no tomorrows,no yesterdays,no whatifs,or ‘Oh Gees’,no judgements,no trees. There will be no puppy kisses,no fetch,no cookies and no walking,no snuggles,no talking. There will be no Blue Jays,no Canucks,no Sid the Kid or cricket,no Aussie
