Life in progress



Why is it I get a strange look when someone describes their kid as a late-bloomer and I say mine is a bloomer? Seriously, even early-bloomers are a thing. But bloomers? Totally frowned upon.

That’s bonkers, if you ask me.

Speaking of bloomers, I’m still waiting for the spring flowers. It’s cold again, but the temperature’s supposed to go up a bit later. A few tulip shoots are starting to come through, but I’m afraid the dog might have dug up my crocuses. We’ll see, I suppose. Had I any bloomers to show you, I would.

I plan to buy myself some congratulatory balloons if I can get through this month of illegal A to Z’ing without getting caught. I wonder if there’s such a thing as a “Congratulations for not going to blogging jail” balloon? I’ll check the Dollar Store. If anyone has them, they will.

Thanks to the three bloggers who came up with my three “B” words. If you want to see who they were, click on the words “bloomer,” “bonkers,” and “balloons” above.

Same deal as yesterday with tomorrow’s “C” words–I’ll use the first three suggested in the comments. KEEP IT CLEAN! (Thank goodness the “F” word will be for SoCS! I’ve already chosen one.) One word per person.





One-Liner Wednesday – Spring is sprung

Spring is sprung

The grass is riz

I wonder where the birdies is?

Oh, here they is!


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237. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

Wednesday, April 25th, 5:00pm
April and June


April: I’m almost finished.

June: (looks over at April’s lap) I’m not even close to starting yet. Hey, have you seen May lately?

April: I think she’s due to show up next week sometime.

June: (gazes out the window) EWWW!!!

April: (leans across to see what she’s looking at) What did you see?

June: Something squashed on the road. I think it might have been a groundhog.

April: (nods) I heard there was a March against them last month.


Next stop: Thursday, April 26th, 5:00pm

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#SoCS – It Spoke of Life

It’s funny how life finds a way. Though it’s rarely spoken of, we instinctively seek out the things that keep us alive. The sun, for one.

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I found these when I went outside this morning. The same flowers that the other day, before the ice storm, were in such lovely bloom. Their warmth is apparent from the way they seem to have melted their way through the snow.

I went for a walk today along my usual path by the water. I always go alone, and today was no exception. But I just happened to be on the phone with one of my kids when I got to this gazebo, seen in an old picture:

It’s often used for wedding pictures–I see photographers there with couples doing practice shots on a regular basis, and I’ve even seen a wedding party there once. What I realized today when I was on the phone is that it looks much more romantic than it literally sounds.

Today, for the first time in the years I’ve been going there, I spoke while I was standing under the roof. It’s made of metal. My voice echoed tinnily (is that a word?)–my voice echoed off the metal roof making me sound like I was speaking somehow through a transistor radio. I hurried out of there before I said much. I seemed very loud to my own ears.

It occurs to me that that’s an illustration of how our words can ruin an experience.

Sometimes it’s best to just stay silent, and take in the beauty: let it speak for itself.

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Easily one of the best things on the Internet–Thursday Doors

It’s no secret that I adore doors. And I love going for walks, so Norm Frampton’s prompt, Thursday Doors, provides me with the perfect opportunity to take pictures and get some exercise at the same time!

Having said that, it’s been a while since I went out on a good doorscursion, so I’ll show you some photos I took last May of a beautiful house in my neighbourhood. Oh, how I long for green grass again!

Look at all that fantastic ironwork fencing. I wonder if it’s as old as the house.

The pattern of the fence doesn’t match the iron around the upper windows, but either could have been added later. And look at those doors! They remind me of church doors.

Also to note: if you’re able to click on the image to make it bigger, there’s something with ears on the “roof” of the upper middle window. Probably one of those fake owls that are supposed to keep the birds away.

If you’d like to see more doors, check out Norm’s prompt post, and be sure to go out on a doorscursion of your own!


Could it be?

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Could it be that spring is actually coming?


That the snow may finally be going away?


That the branches full of leaves that died…


…may live to see another day?

I hope so.


S’no Joke, Spring is Here!




There are so many blossoms on my hedge it looks like winter is back.


A Tuna Built a Nest Under My Front Steps!

It’s true! A tuna has taken up residence under my front steps. What’s worse, there may be more than one!

Okay, by now you’re probably asking yourself what the hell I’m talking about. Let me tell you a story.

One fine evening when my eldest son was about a year old, my ex and I decided to go for a walk around the block, baby in carriage. It was spring, just like it is now, and the lilacs were blooming their fragrant heads off. The bumble bees were in heaven, and there were plenty of them. Their low pitched drones could be heard as they busily buzzed from blossom to blossom.

In the thick of it all, my ex decided that it might be the best idea for me to push the carriage. When I inquired why, he explained.

Now there are two things you need to know about my ex at this point. One, is that he is French. Quebecois. And two, that he is deathly afraid of bees.

His explanation for not wanting to push the carriage containing our child was as follows:

Because if I see a taon, I’m going to run.

Taon is the French word for horsefly, deer fly… but he meant bumble bee.

What I heard was thon, which is French for tuna.

Many minutes passed before I was able to get up off the ground from laughing so hard. When I could finally speak, with tears running down my face, I told him he could push the carriage because it didn’t matter – if I saw a tuna, I was going to run as well.

So there you have it. I have a tuna living under my steps. I won’t be telling my ex though – I won’t see him again until winter if I do.


My ex’s vision of a tuna



I’m a generally cheerful person. I try not to let things get me down. No, the situation in which I live is not ideal, but it’s really as good as it’s ever going to get. I have enough people and things in my life to make me content. I do my best for those I love, and though I could probably use a little more time off, I manage quite well, given what I have.

Yet I’ve found myself complaining a lot of late. If I was to stand back and have a frank word with myself, I’d say, “If you don’t like the way things are, change them.” So that’s what I’m going to do.

Here’s a photo of three poppies.


I think the one on the right is playing peek-a-boo.

What I really need is a vacation away from here. I want to get away – to get out of my miniscule world and experience something different. Not exotically different, necessarily, just off the block, out of town, to see new faces and unfamiliar places.

I want to break free, damnit! Thank goodness the Queen concert is coming up.


One-Liner Wednesday – Life Goes On

“Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished.”

Lao Tzu

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January 2014

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May 2014