elderly electic gentleman.
Blog URL http://elderlyeclecticgentleman.blogspot.com
Located Salt Spring Island, British Columbia Canada
Tags prairie boy, retirement, lotusland, harvest, living history, nicknames, humour
A collection of remembrances from an elder in a garden; a delightful cornucopia of tales from the past, recent and remote.
Latest Blog Posts
- The Wet Coast on Nov 20, 2009
This is monsoon season on the wet coast in the Salish Sea. We have had a solid week of heavy rain and wind and another week to come of the same. Lotus land is soaked through and through and all the water can only gain the surface of the full sponge.
- Goodbye ain't Au Revoir on Nov 18, 2009
The pianist and I are selling our home we have lived in for 32 years, since, it is now too much for us to look after! We want to turn the page and start afresh in our mid 70's. Still, one's decisions in these matters are always conflicted with the lo...
- Failed Handyman on Nov 16, 2009
The pianist asked me to change three lightbulbs in our spotlights yesterday, which I did. She commented that since retirement I have become a bit of a handyman. Now that is truly pathetic, that a man who can change a lightbulb is considered by his wi...
- Alchemy on Nov 15, 2009
When I was five years old and living a life of crime, an alchemy occurred and I went from sounding brass to gold. C G Jung, the alchemist of the mind, would have fully understood. I have some early memories of this period but my mother filled in the...
- Pecking order on Nov 14, 2009
In my late adolescent and early teenage years we moved frequently from small town to small town since my father bid in a succession of railway jobs to gradually increase his income. Each time we moved, after a few weeks, it was customary for a boy of...
- Apocalypse on Nov 14, 2009
The spate of popular apocalyptic writing ,movies and articles these days would amuse that sage of yesteryear, Alfred E. Neuman. I do not claim to be free of worries but hopefully most of them are rational. Certainly the seriousness with which the stu...
- Low threshold cryers on Nov 11, 2009
When I would leave home to go to university,after holidays or summer, my father would cry. It used to embarrass me because it didn't seem manly at that time. I certainly didn't cry at the time. My father would also bawl every Christmas day because hi...
