Category Archives: “Georgia & granville”(c)

Autumn, glorious autumn, what colour and beauty to enjoy and celebrate with.  The leaves begin to turn, the forest pallet is filled with brightness, the sun glints through the tree branches in its decent to the solstice, nature is being … Continue reading →

                           Hi Ho, Hi Ho… it’s off to create we go. Plein air, it’s the artist’s life for me. Three days of exploration and discovery, guided by the talented hand and creative eye of artist, Gaye Adams, we enjoyed painting on … Continue reading →

Nine o’clock in the morning, Saturday and Mondays during the summer, a troop of regulars gather together at the ‘old tennis court to play ‘Pickle Ball’. All come with jovial smiles, ready for good hearted competition.  Some days everyone has … Continue reading →

Wow what a party.  Actually a garden concert on Protection Island but it felt like I was at a great party.  All the neighbours and friends gathered round and clappin’ hands. I felt like it was a great session in … Continue reading →

Run, Run Sweat, Sweat. Swim, stroke, Stroke, Stroke more sweat. Peddle mile after mile more aching and sweat All of the trainees experienced this gruelling grind.  They all had agreed to enter an eighteen hour event that would tax their … Continue reading →

Every kid dreams of their own, ‘Lemonade Stand’, to make money.  A definite capitalist model, trying to prove that they can be independent and resourceful.  Usually borne from the idea that a frivolous purchase on their part would put a … Continue reading →

The umpire’s call; “Play Ball.” The Pitch The crack of the bat! The cry; Peanuts- Popcorn-Soda pop The game has begun The pitches will fly The bases will load The calls will come; Fair, Foul, Out and Safe The nines … Continue reading →

My bag dropped to my side, I almost dumped my clubs pitching head first into the ground.  My shoulders slouched agonizingly, I think my jaw dropped as well, it might have hit the toes of my shoes.  I was devastated. … Continue reading →

Balls swooshed through the air, across a net, most times, only to be returned at the same violent speed.  The thunk of the bat meant a delirious attempt to return the ball again and again.  At first the game seemed … Continue reading →

  Redemption thru failure The local paper lay on the front porch, inviting yet lazily.  I had begun to take a greater interest in the local publication when I found the advertising fliers that are included.  A very tranquilizing diversion … Continue reading →