THE COVID CRAZIES I am crazy like a loon. I feel my freedom eroding like the banks of a rain swollen river. Yet I have the freedom to be anything I choose, anywhere I choose, and do anything I choose. But the push me, pull me now I can, now I can’t, of these restrictions…
The COVID Blues I wear my mask. I wash my hands. I socially distance. I travel only essentially. I should be joyful at being a soldier in a great cause. And, yet I am Blue. I miss: Travel near and far non-essentially, Dropping in on relatives, friends, neighbours, Eating in restaurants with a crowd, Hugging,…
A great big shout out to the Caring * Competent * Dedicated professionals of Alberta Health Services. Saturday morning (May 2, 2020) I had conflicting symptoms. Was it seasonal allergies? Was it seasonal flu? Was it COVID-19? After toughing it out into the afternoon — what else would a German/Scots-Irish/Norwegian mutt do — I…
I AM DRUNK I am drunk with the idea of love. She, Aphrodite, inspires, perspires transcribes the very essences of me. I follow, beg to wallow in the very cunning heart of her. Yet, she deigns to allow me entrance, to entrance her very essence. Her womanhood, her cunning heart, her enchanting aroma that calls,…
Anyhow. I have moved in my transition to actually being ABLE to eat frickin something to going toward VEGAN or VEGETARIAN diets. In Canmore, there is a wonderful whole food market called Nutters. I shop there, preferably during seniors hour, for my staples — Soy free, Gluten free Teriaky Sauce; GF Bread, Rice flour and…
