I’m back home in my small house on the prairies after a visit to my son’s home where I got to play at being grandfather. Thankfully, the weather was pleasant enough to spend time outdoors, planting leaves with the three-year old and visiting a local park with her and her younger brother. As we were playing later in the day, in the house, building a Lego castle, I noticed that one of the shelves in the living room had books…
I have to credit music with saving my sanity, and perhaps even my life. Music is an essential part of our lives. One sees almost every one with earphones attached to cellphones or mp3 players walking down streets, jogging through parks, slouched in quiet corners, or almost anywhere you can find people. Listening to music both soothes and inspires. Playing music, whether to an audience or in the privacy of one’s home is more. The focus of turning inward is…
It has been a few days since I last posted here, busy days. Today is another busy day for the most part, but I am able to find a bit of time for this place. So what has kept me so busy? Well, it is a combination of things, mostly garden work, long countryside walks, and some work on my various writing projects. With sunny days and warmish temperatures, it is hard to sit inside and write. These days are…
It’s that time of year when life as we know it begins to head south. The geese are already gorging themselves on scattered grains left over from passing combines. Frost has already paid a few visits resulting in damage and death as far as gardens are concerned. The one benefit, a psychological one, is the appearance of a vibrant display of colour on the trees and bushes. In our lives, this halfway point is coming later and later as our…
The forecast promised a good amount of rain today. So far, not much has shown up. One thing with the forecast that has been right is the warmer morning temperature of 12C. I got outside at 6:30 as soon as the first drops of a shower began to fall. I was hoping to capture myself being drenched with rain. Because it was still darkish, with dawn not yet arrived, I had set my camera to night mode. The result was…
Dysthymia.. For many, Covid19 has resulted in a persistent, low-level depression, a state of what I would call a psychic tiredness. One might have lost interest in normal daily activities, and left with a feeling of hopeless and beginning to believe that it is all pointless. One is left being less productive at work and at home. Low self-esteem and an overall feeling of inadequacy appear. Dysthymia. Look it up and you will find a more comprehensive description. As I…
Wednesday is here, a cold Wednesday morning with another overnight frost here on the Canadian prairies. It began with a bit of sunshine which has now been banished behind some grey clouds. It is a good morning to stay inside for coffee and breakfast. The forecast is for some moderation in temperature with a high of 14 Celsius by late afternoon. There is no question that summer is done. Still, there will be sunny and warmish days ahead for me…
What a strange day for me as I sit in my office, bundled up against the cold. I refuse to turn on the furnace for heat since according to the calendar, it is still summer. I love being nude as much as possible, but there are limits. Despite the occasional evidence that I use common sense, I am prone to pushing my limits when it comes to nudity such as being outdoors when the weather is telling my body it…
As a man of a certain age, and then a bit older, there is no question that all of the parts of my body aren’t in the best of physical conditions. For many, if not most of the men in the age range of 50s to … well older … virility often becomes the subject of critical focus. Let’s face it, though we can “get it up” after a fashion, there is no ability to “wow” anyone, let alone ourselves….
When I woke up this morning, the sky was clear. The temperature was 7 Celsius but there was promise of more warmth, at least 22 by early afternoon. At 10:30, I found myself hiking for six and a half kilometres while fully nude. It wasn’t long before I scared up a covey of prairie grouse, a bird commonly known as prairie chickens. Then, I just about stepped on a large jackrabbit who decided to make a break for it in…