Birthdays, Memories
When a little girl and her Mom and I were walking, quite a few weeks ago, Little Girl described exactly the bike she wanted: a pink unicorn bike, with a horn, and when you pushed…
View PostWhen a little girl and her Mom and I were walking, quite a few weeks ago, Little Girl described exactly the bike she wanted: a pink unicorn bike, with a horn, and when you pushed…
View PostI see that this page has been attracting a surprising number of clicks lately, which really means that I must update. I suspect you’ll find that much of this information is not as relevant as…
View PostMy sister recently scanned this wonderful photo of my mother’s convocation at what was then quaintly (and a bit chillingly, no?) called Normal School, i.e. Teacher Training College (Edited to add: ThisWikipedia entry defines the…
View PostI was thrilled to catch a flash of yellow (legs), then red (long bill) on the beach the other day, and then count 1, 2, 3, and 4 oystercatchers on the beach. Even more thrilled…
View PostIt’s becoming increasingly obvious that I’m unable to manage writing about each book I read, as I’d hoped when I began this blog, and managed up until this year. The choice of stopping the blog,…
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