At the end of a number of vistas, there are sculptures. This sculpture stands in the cow field where rumour has it that the highland cattle use it to ease their itches! Between me and the obelisk is a ha ha!

This summer I discovered Charelvoix which in itself was a treat, but I also discovered les Jardins de Quartre which is open four days a year. One walks and listens...Apart from the obvious flowers the gentleman specializes in vistas and reflections and to perfect the reflections, squid ink is used in the pools.
There are no fences; there are only ha ha's - a British term. There are moats around the fields so that the highland cattle cannot escape, but the vista is not interrupted. It is not until one comes to the edge of said moat that one realizes what is happening. I would have called it a Ah Ah but then my connection to Britain is fast fading.

I realize as I write that I used to teach this way...I'd talk assuming

that someone was listening but really I was putting my thoughts in order! I think the class would arrange as to who kept me busy whilst the rest got their work done!

August, 2009












August, 2011


Now, dare I ask the people at the Biodome if their porcupine is stuffed...or just incredibly slow?

I returned to this entry because I've been thinking a lot lately about anti-climax. The one I found in a text was: The rest of all the acts of Asa, and all his might, and the cities he built, are they not written int he chronicles of the kings of Juda? Nevertheless, in the time of his old age, he was afflicted with diseased feet.

So if I wanted to deal in anti-climax I would have to say that either the porcupine was incredibly slow...or stuffed!

Another day is not only possible, she is on her way. On a quiet day I can hear her breathing.

Arundati Roy

Quoted by Steven Lewis at Jack Layton's funeral...

When in doubt I always return to the favourites:

A man said to the universe:

"Sir, I exist!"

"However," replied the universe,

"The fact has not created in me

A sense of obligation."

Stephen Crane

Seconded by this wonderful old boxer whose owner dressed him as a pirate on halloween.

I just found an excellent definition of my thinking process. I have a grasshopper mind. That is why I started this blog and why I get distracted and forget what I was going to say on the blog.

This picture I call Patti's Pit Bull...not because I have adopted a pit bull but because it is such a neat title!

This is Tyson who was abandoned and rescued by the people at the local dog run. They thought they had a foster home for him but the family cat named George beat him up the first night and so for a moment he was fostered by Rags and his owner.

He was a very distressed puppy. The good news is that he was adopted by a family who understands pit bulls.

There is a group of people in my area who have made it their goal to redeem the reputation of pit bull. Their dogs wear neckerchiefs and want nothing more than to be patted. They are a fascinating and much abused breed.