… children laughing; good morning from a loved one; a babbling brook; bagpipes from a distance and a golf ball hitting the bottom of the hole. Whatever sound you prefer, you have to listen to hear it. Posted by Polar Bear at 7:42 AM …
June 15, 2009
Peering Through a Porthole: Sunday Gardens.
I am sorry to interject this sadness at a time of happiness in our own back yards. We are able to have this secure happiness because of them. Have your coffee in your garden but think of them. Posted by Polar Bear at 11:12 AM …
June 11, 2009
Peering Through a Porthole: Fishcakes
… cod cakes will live on in our family as I will give them the recipe for a gift someday. The reason I have not up until now is I love to make them myself. Try them sometime and you will surely agree. Posted by Polar Bear at 9:53 PM …
June 5, 2009
Peering Through a Porthole: Building a pegola with a friend
… laying a hardwood floor in my granddaughter’s condo. I hope the projects never end so I might call on my friend to spend a little time alone with his father. Posted by Polar Bear at 7:06 PM. Labels: friend, love, time, work …
June 3, 2009
Peering Through a Porthole: May 24th
Mom’s smile made it worth the day. When we sat for supper Mom said in a proud manner, “these are the fish Henry caught today” I was so happy, I was so tired and I was ready to go again tomorrow. Posted by Polar Bear at 4:26 PM …