Category Archives: Winter

December 25, 2023 · 8:28 am

Christmas Greetings

Best Wishes for a Happy Christmas
& a Healthy Prosperous New Year in 2023

WAITING FOR WINTER

When I was a lad in deep dark November
Wishing and hoping and watching for snow
Desperately yearning for ice in December
When once again I’d have somewhere to go

Snowflakes were falling the ice rink was calling
Shovels came out of the shed
Clearing a path from the front to the back
As the snow piled up over my head

The milkman, the bread man, the mailman, the trucks
Ploughing along through the snow
Snowmen and snowballs and hockey pucks
Off to the rink we would go

Along comes Christmas at the end of December
Everyone’s come out to play
Meeting my pals at the rink I remember
Nothing felt better than skating all day

Shopping for presents for Mom and Dad
Wondering what to get them
Mom got some Yardleys and Dad got Old Spice
I never will forget them

March brought the spring and the ice soon melted
Skating was done for the year
But the eternal snow just kept falling and falling
Oh when will the summer be here

Eyes on the Ground

From season to season the park is constantly changing, but sometime it changes drastically overnight – as it did when we received a foot of snow in a couple of days.

Grey Sky, White Field

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December 29, 2019 · 5:33 pm

Sold another typewriter this week, a 1966 Smith Corona Sterling. In fact, just a Silent Super with a different name on it. Smith Corona was still making the 5 series in 1966, long after they introduced series 6. I have a 1959 series 6 to prove it! This one is a present for a youngster. Lucky kid to have a cool grandmother! I’m thrilled to see this going to a young writer.

1966 Sterling aka Silent Super

I got out my “Christmas” typewriter, a red Remington Rand (spray painted ). My grandson spotted it and immediately began to press on the keys. It’s never too early to start typing lessons.

11 month old typist

Another sign of the season is the abundance of raptors about. This eagle dove towards the lake and then we saw it fly off into a tree. When we got close, we could see it eating what it had caught. Then it wiped its beak on a branch. There were no napkins available.