As of August 2019, back at home after six months on the road through Asia and Europe.
Actually, colder. I can truly say that since I’ve moved here from the Territories, way back in 1994, I’ve never ex
Rabbie Burns and the Pope died at the same time and they both arrived at the pearly gates at the same time. Saint Peter was pi
My momma sez it’s my birthday today. Embarrassing picture on her site. Why, oh why did I ever get her into blogging? Any
The little girl, she’s nine months old today. Three quarters of a year. Oh how the time flies.* So where are we at this
A dreary, blustery day in Cowtown. This is the bridge that leads to St. George’s Island and the Zoo via 12th St. I think
I don’t usually title my photos, but this one from Peggy’s Cove, from this past summer, deserves one. A change is
Your daily Elliotte, front row to yesterday’s chinook sunset. We went out (Ellie and I) out around 4ish to catch the sun
Chinook arches don’t generally survive the day (although chinooks themselves can last several). Last night’s so-so
Another case for an upgrade to a high mega-pixelage camera, and a post similar to this one. To set the stage, I was here yeste
I am, in fact, addicted to the game. And for we addictees, there’s no better time than the next year to get our fix. We