The Uncomfortable Weight of Indecision

Now this post has a title, and a good one at that That's at least my opinion, while it may not be fact. For it's not just a series of words side-by-each, But rather the point that I'm trying to reach. I've never been great at making decisions, I don't make my plans...

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The English Language

As most of you know, and as I tend to show, I love to write passage in rhyme. It flexes my brain, and allows me to gain more insights to words over time. But lately I've thought, with all I was taught, That English is really quite weird. In fact it's absurd, when it...

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The Lake

At the edge of the wood, down a gravelly road, sits a house where they say, that life can be slowed. There's a lake, grand a calm, where the sun rises early, and starts the day off, without any worry. It's quieter there, no unnatural sound. Not a car or a truck heard...

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Happy Mother’s Day

  It's that time of year, the greatest of days, When we cheer on the best, in so many ways. There will be presents and picnics, and a few more surprises, And we'll tackle adventure, as it surely arises. More excited than I, are my two lovely daughters, They've...

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The Season

It's the middle of April, and Spring is now here, teasing us just as it does every year, With days that are warm, between days that are not - it either will rain, or snow a whole lot. And the birds will return, singing their song - a sign that we really won't have to...

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The Birthday Week

Disclaimer:  for some reason the formatting of this week's post is not allowing for proper spacing and it has been causing me some other editing issues.  I will try to get it fixed, though I offer apologies for the more challenging read as a result. Like most weeks,...

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The Great Train of Kindness

My kids are always surprising and inspiring me, even at the simplest of comments and in the most unexpected situations, such as a trip to the dump to get rid of our yard waste. With that in mind, I wasn't sure how to best tell the story of how that trip could bring...

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Thanksgiving

It's that time of year, when things start to change, When the leaves start to fall and the winds rearrange. It gets colder outside and the days become shorter, It's the end of the year, the last, final quarter. It gets darker each day as the sun sets down early, Which...

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The Sisters, Bean, Have a Future Dream

In a quaint little town, is where can be found, Two wonderfully talented girls. Only one year apart, they liked fashion and art, And creating their own little worlds. They played well together, in all kids of weather, They'd sing and they'd dance in the rain. Or take...

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The Nicest of Days

It's the nicest of days, there's a Spring in the air, The kind that brings feelings I just want to share. It's a day that inspires, that one thing is clear, So I'll write what I'm thinking, and I'll start that right here. The trees have all started to show their green...

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How The Dad Loved Christmas

Every Bean down in Beanville liked Christmas a lot Especially their Dad, for a Grinch, he was not! Their Dad adored Christmas! The whole Christmas season! Why, you might ask? Well, for plenty-good reason. It could be, perhaps, how the lights looked at night. It could...

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Oh, The First Day of School!

It's the first day of school! And you're off on your way, To discover great things, In a new sort of way. It will be scary at first, As you hop on the bus. But soon you'll forget, All the worry and fuss. It's hard to believe, that in grades one and grade three, How...

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Kid One and Kid Two

Moved and in awe at both the similarities and difference of my two lovely young ladies, today seemed like a good day for some creative rhyming (inspired, of course, by one of my favourite of authors). The Dad Who Is Glad One glorious fine day, with the Sun in the sky,...

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The Sisters, Bean.

A quick tale of two sisters, who live in Elora, One is named Audrey, the oldest, is Nora. Though each comes complete with their own distinct traits, When combined there's no telling just what they'll create. Like snow forts, and stories, and games with no rules, For...

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The night before the week before the month before Christmas

'Twas November 19th, when all through the house, The only creature who's stirring, was Alison's spouse; The stockings were packed in the basement somewhere, At this point in the season, that just doesn't seem fair! See, father was eager for what lay ahead, And he...

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