Coming home. It’s Remembrance Day on November 11th. Who’s coming home…who isn’t….who’s being remembered.
It’s easy – something scary, something thankful, if you’re Canadian. Hey, that’s it – typical polite Canadian caught up in…
Firsts…first day of school. A new mother, father, child. A new teacher and a retiring teacher…a burned out teacher. The…
sun Again, what was I thinking when I typed this one? Write An Ode to the Sun. How far can…
Blue whales. This is what prompted me to come back and fill in my writing prompt posts…blue whales. What would…
falls Hmm, did I mean waterfalls, lava-falls, falling down, prank falls, watching someone else fall or falling ourselves. Then there…
wedding rings Guess I meant to come back and finish this one. Wedding rings…picking them out, finding one, seeing them…
I can tell you what prompted me to first write something, and it wasn’t any school work assignment, I was…
This prompt is via my maternal great-grandmother who came from Ireland to Canada when she was 16 years of age.…
It’s a leap year. Silly thing, when I say that I can only think of 7 lords a leaping from…