Ed and Wilbur

"You certainly look relaxed, Ed" "Oh yeah, I am.  I've gotta thank someone for leaving that gate open. Was that you? I owe you one. I didn't know the neighbours were growing weed in their backyard." "I think most yards have weeds. Some more than others..." "No, not weeds, Wilbur. I thought I'd died and gone to…

Ingrates

"Are you laughing at me?" I stared at the two of them in shock. They were mocking me! All I've wanted was to care for and admire them. They've been given pride of place at the very centre of my little greenhouse, Lord and Lady over all they surveyed. Just below their perch sits the ribbon won…

To Whom It May Concern

Dear PC, As you know, I committed the other week to posting something each day. This was to be an exercise in discipline. I was having no trouble coming up with ideas but just as soon as I opened my mouth to tell the world that writer's block is hokum, “I just sit down and…

The Ornament

I stepped into the living room to see my five year old grandson standing before the end table, hands clasped behind his back. He was examining, from a safe distance, a forbidding looking 6 inch pewter dragon. “Do you know what that is? I asked him. It was Jackie's first time in my house. I…

Trout

While we were posted to Marville, France by the RCAF, my father introduced our family to camping. It was an exotic adventure to sleep for the first time under canvas, walk to the communal wash house each morning and to cook our meals outdoors. Over the years, camping would become the norm at vacation time, especially…

Yard Art

The neighbours were not happy about my choice of yard art. But when I stepped out on the verandah and took a gander down the block, I wasn't happy about their choices, either. My art is at least as nice as Mr. Santos's Horse Shoe Armadillo or the Rossi's plastic Shrine to the Virgin! Just yesterday, Barry Kingman propped his wheelbarrow up beside the front steps. He'd…

The Letter

  It's been raining and it's still a little windy. On the path in the park a gust picks up a few leaves and a piece of paper and tosses them against my feet. I bend to pick up the paper and throw it in the nearby litter bin and see that it's an envelope…