Tales from the Bush in Quebec

The man lay very still. The long grass beside the river hid him well, but he knew that she would be alert; be warned to walk in the middle of the road. Any time now. He put his hand down to rub his crotch and felt his wrist brush against the leather sheaf that held his knife. He was ready. He heard... Sign in to see full entry.

Well, well – the police did come to the neighbor’s (see previous post), but it wasn’t me who called them. Bob continued his menacing walks with his dogs on Monday. Grump and Smooch barked to let me know he was there, then surprisingly stood silently while we watched the trio walk by. The demeanor of... Sign in to see full entry.

The last few days flew by with so much activity that I wondered if I would be able to keep up. Grump’s wounds required hot compresses 4 times a day, and there is the morning and evening walks, each dog his turn, on leash. Gone is the luxury of just opening the door and letting them go outside to... Sign in to see full entry.

Last night my son came for the things he had left behind here, and with him were his lady and my 3 Rug rats. The boys tumbled up the stairs, ran noisily down the long hallway and Bali jumped into my open, welcoming arms. Could my heart have sung louder or sweeter, I wonder? Feeling those chubby... Sign in to see full entry.

On Friday, March 22 nd, I posted ‘Prologue to a Story’ in Blogit. It was a short piece, with words that kept coming into my head while I was relaxing in my Jacuzzi. At the time it was imperative that I get it ‘onto paper’ before retiring for the night. I admit that I wondered if it had anything to... Sign in to see full entry.

The other day, someone mentioned seeing a monarch, and I suddenly realized that I have yet to see one butterfly this summer. There have been moths, the little brown ones who come and flicker around the porch lights, and even they are not as numerous as usual, but those pretty, colourful butterflies... Sign in to see full entry.

Helen needed to be present until her changes of address had been completed, but since then she has been spending her weekdays with her son who lives a good 90 minutes drive away. They both come and stay the weekends with me. He does any heavy or outside work and Helen and I have been sorting through... Sign in to see full entry.

Smooch with his 'Forgive me' face It was early AM, and after doctoring Grump’s wounds with hot compresses and disinfectant, I put on the long leash and we went out for his toilet needs. Smooch was secured on the gallery – I take them one at a time because they tend to play; the leashes get tangled... Sign in to see full entry.

The Rugrats Finally! After 7 months of nasty emotions and hurt feelings, my DIL and I have made a tentative peace. She stopped in at the house last night, at my request...and prodding from my youngest son, no doubt... so that we could talk it out. It can never be the same. The bridge was blown, and... Sign in to see full entry.

The ID on the telephone said ‘Relais Bell’. Damn, do I owe them more money? This was the thought going through my mind as I picked up the receiver. My usual query of ‘ hello?’ was answered by a nice male voice which proceeded to tell me that this was a call from Tele-Bell, then he asked if I was... Sign in to see full entry.