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Lessons I have learned about life

Chicory


The story I heard went something like this. The sun was up in the east and promising to bring with it another warm July day.  She stood in the gravel at the end of the lane looking off into the … Continue reading

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Always the tallest in the class


Growing up I was always a big kid.  Until the boys started to grow in mid highschool I was often the tallest and heaviest in the class room.  I recall that all the little girls had wonderful crinoline  dresses in those days.  This is what … Continue reading

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Twenty-one years ago today my hairdresser called in sick


I remember.  It was one p.m. in the afternoon and I had just gotten off of work.  I had taken a half day vacation.  It was the eve to the Easter long weekend and I had two weeks off.  The weather was not great.   It … Continue reading

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What’s a gal without her own hammer?


When I was in my 20s and 30s, a single chick living on my own,  I was far more independent.  Back then I knew how to program the TV.  I wouldn’t hesitate to paint a wall, putty up holes, install an electrical light, and hang shelves.  I owned my own … Continue reading

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On my own


Oh dear.  I’m sitting at the computer again.   I promised myself that I would keep active during the day.   My attraction to this computer is like a magnet.  This morning I made myself a “To Do” list.  On it are things … Continue reading

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We are one year old


Westlakemusings is celebrating a one year anniversary today.   Happy us.  What a year it has been.   We’ve grown,  learned a thing or two and I think improved. I started this blog with the intention of using it as a diary to … Continue reading

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March 15 – Final Rogaine Report


It is March 15th. Time for another Rogaine Report on my hair regrowth progress. This morning marks the 127th day of Rogaine / 2% Minoxidil treatments. I continue to squirt 1 ml of the clear water-like liquid onto the crown of … Continue reading

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Daydreams while passing corn stubble in white fields


It was 900 miles over two days.  I sat quietly in the passenger seat  and gazed out the window.  White expansive fields and woodlots flickered past.   It was two days of reflection, observation and daydreams.  I love a road trip. Warren … Continue reading

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It is all about Sammy


I have been doing a lot of watercolour painting the last few weeks.  I was hired by a young man from Kingston Ontario to illustrate a series of children’s books.   He advertised on Kijii and in a moment of euphoric mania,  I … Continue reading

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Love is 600 feet


Do you remember your first love?  Was it in grade school or when you were an anguished, misunderstood teenager?   First loves always involve idealism and romance.  Like virginity you lose something of yourself.   You trustingly give your whole heart away.   Your … Continue reading

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