When I was young,I wanted to be Claude Rains,unwrapping and slipping,ghost-like out the door,past Gloria Grahame’soutstretched arms,into the night,and adventures new,beyond the grip of mundanity.This morning I stepped,before ‘Don’t Walk’ expired,said “Oops, Sorry!” to no one,in particular,but a young lady standing beside me,waiting for the light just snorted,and gave me
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
Sunset Fishing
Another ‘playing with retro’ piece, a bit of a sanity break after a long and very busy week. 😛
A Dozen Walls
One of the joys of Linux is that I can tailor my desktop just about any way I like, a far cry from what is offered in Windows. Over the years I have created literally dozens of desktop wallpapers, depending on my mood and level of boredom. Here’s a dozen
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
The Smell of Rain
The sticky days of Summer are upon us – soggy daytime highs in the low 30’s, where leaving the front door is like walking into a carwash. This week has been especially bad, living in a red brick house the temperature has not dropped below 28 in the house. Even