Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth,
for the touch of a friendly hand
and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.
Edith Sitwell
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Message in a Bottle - Discovery Passage
Saturday afternoon. We are sitting at the dock waiting for the tide to turn so we can set off on a little adventure in the wilderness. We ar...
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Late Sunday afternoon Tim and I walked down Oak Bay Avenue, a part of town that has old-world charm and lots of Christmas lights. This is ... -
This morning I looked out of my bedroom window at 6:30 am to see the fat gold full moon shining over the Sooke Hills. Each day is a bit lo... -
Last Thursday was my last day of classes and Friday I cleaned out my desk. There was a socially distanced morning tea where my colleagues ...
2 comments:
Hi Lorrie! I just came across your blog and felt a connection ~ I have the same name spelled the same way. I have browsed some of your posts and intend returning when I have a little more time to visit. See you soon!
Kindly, Lorrie
Hurrah for boxing day!
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