Speaking Scottish
What a guddle I was sitting in my loom room. Usually when I’m in this room, I am happy. It is after all my happy place, second only to being anywhere with Ken. It’s filled with joyful skeins of...
View ArticleWords, words, word
I’ve always loved words. Played word games, looked for words on license plates and road signs, collected unusual or lovely words. One of my favourite things to do is meander through a dictionary....
View ArticleHaunting highlands
The highlands grabbed my heart the first time I saw them more than 40 years ago. But then thanks to Highland Dancing and the bagpipes I’d been Scottish in my soul for years before I was welcomed into...
View ArticleDid someone mention journals?
Our senses drive us. They fill us with emotions, bring back memories, give us smiles and sometimes warm hugs. Each sense has powerful drivers. The sound of music (yes, I did that on purpose) takes...
View ArticleMail nostalgia
A friend posted a substack on things she had observed over the week, and it got me thinking about one of her observations. The mail. I had already been thinking about it after reading about Denmark’s...
View ArticleOff to Toronto for the ballet
Prelude Aka the backstory. Back before Christmas, Daughter, Granddaughter and I decided we wanted to see Nutcracker. So we bought tickets and planned an evening out. It would be a lovely evening...
View ArticleLittle old lady who?
I’m just home from a three-generation trip to Toronto . . .my daughter, my grand daughter and me. Such a lovely experience and we had a great time. We went for the ballet (Swan Lake) but experienced...
View ArticleGreen door ear worm Part II
Ever since I wrote about the house keys and the challenges of various locks and keys on this trip, I have been humming Green Door. Sorry to have imposed this. But now I have to talk about what WAS...
View ArticleWhat’s luck got to do with it?
I’ve always had strong feelings about the word luck. When I retired just over ten years ago now, I was frequently told “Oh you’re so lucky to be retired.” If I were in a gracious mood I would smile...
View ArticleBrugge? Bruges?
If you live here, it’s Brugge ‘If you’re visiting from North America, it’s Bruges. But in reality, it doesn’t matter how you spell it, Burgge is a must-visit destination. You may have guessed. I love...
View ArticleHow many colours of blue make up the sea?*
I am endlessly fascinated by the mysterious and ever-changing colours of the ocean. Today, it is a sweeping vista of my favourite ink-for-my-fountain-pen colour of royal blue, enhanced by flashes of...
View ArticleLife is complicated
And I’m not talking about technology…that’s a whole ‘nother story. No. I’m talking about something else altogether. Man, oh man, locking doors around here is too much for my simple mind. Technology,...
View ArticleRoad rage Brugge style
Brugge is a lovely city. This is our second visit here and it is just as delightful this time as it was the first time. How can you compete with both a French Fry Museum and a Chocolate museum?...
View ArticleAaaah New York
It’s hard to find something to say about New York that hasn’t already been said. But the city, huge, noisy, arrogant, crowded, rude, grabs me by the heart every time I have the good fortune to visit....
View ArticleAnother accidental tourist moment for the Mackenzies
It’s really hard to maintain a good rage when you are in a beautiful place such as Haarlem and when you are raging about issues that really are, well, there’s no other way to define them, but as first...
View ArticleMy own epiphany
Last year in Portugal, Ken made several discoveries….all food related. I mocked him, albeit lovingly, for these epiphanies. But mockery it was. He discovered after seven decades of dislike, that...
View ArticleEpiphany brings clarity but not solutions
I had an epiphany the other day. Not of the profound sort. I didn’t come up with a solution for world peace or solve the hunger, housing, drought, famine issue. But what the enlightenment this...
View ArticleRabbit holes call to me
I keep falling down the same Pinterest rabbit hole. And it’s all because of my attention span. Or rather lack thereof. But that too is a contradiction. Because when I venture down these rabbit...
View ArticleOMG Porto!
We’ve been staying in what I have been referring to as Swan house for two reasons….the cement pond (yes, I sing about Jed from Hillbillies when I call it this, what can I say) in the front garden...
View ArticleYou gotta have faith
This is two, possibly three stories in one. I’ll start with the back story. Ken is an air force brat. His Dad was a pilot with the RAF during World War II, earning among other honours, the...
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