In a few hours my neighbour's gate will open and volleyballs will spill out.
We don't like to cut down trees on Shore Lane, no matter
where they are....I like that.
Walkway to the outdoor fireplace.
They're not up yet. They will arrive soon with chilled wine.
Do I require permission to cut some of these?
You can hear a pin drop on the beach. They're whispering.
Tweet. Tweet. Twitter.
When I come down here (it's only about 20 steps away)
I feel so lucky. I sigh and take a deep breath and say out loud
'How did I get so lucky?'
My environmental dryer.
Inukshuk guiding my way amongst the river rocks.
The traditional meaning of the inukshuk is
Do you like a lot of ice? I do.