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About westlakemusings

In 2013 my husband and I retired. We bought an old pre-confederation house out in the country. This blog is about our new world in the country as we explore all of life's possibilities.

I am an RVer


  Ah… the call of the open road. Adventure awaits. I love starting each morning with anticipation; discovering North America like I’m a female John Cabot or Henry Hudson. I am an RVer. We bought our first motor home five … Continue reading

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Sisters


In an eternal tug of war The sea The shore Both relentless Their invisible arms rock the bounty, smoothing, tumbling, claiming for their own

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Late Summer Garden


I’m like a cricket among  brittle grass pushing aside seed heads and husk Cicadas  hum or is it hydro lines? Startled grasshoppers spring  and purple asters watch butterflies dance overhead

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Spreading the Magic


In the world of rug hooking, Deanne Fitzpatrick is a rock star. She is the Jamie Oliver of cooking shows; the Sarah Richardson of home decor. Deanne Fitzpatrick is renowned worldwide for her stunning hooked rugs and patterns. Her work … Continue reading

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Boogie Nights with Frank


We cruised west for some time, Frank behind the wheel, Kiki Dee chirping on the radio. I was relaxed, looking out into the dark. The cast glow of overhead street lights and store fronts flickered past, marking passage like a … Continue reading

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Memories of Cannabis


Most Saturday nights you could find us congregated around a coffee table in someone’s rec room or campus dorm. Tethered to our rum and cokes or vodka and orange and always within reach of the ash tray; we would just … Continue reading

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I Want to Write Something So Simply


  Mary Oliver is my favorite poet.  Her words always speak to me, simple and clear but like a rich lotion they sooth my heart.  Sadly, she died this week.   I don’t have permission to post any of her poems but I … Continue reading

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