Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Loving Welcome - Stranger to Stranger

A few mornings ago I was walking down James Street, and I noticed a man bending over a person sleeping on the the the walkway leading to the side entrance to the Church of St. Barnabas. I stopped, concerned that the sleeping person might need someone to defend his right to sleep there. I did not need to concern myself.

"Good morning sir. I am sorry to wake you up, but we have people coming to the service in a few minutes and they will need access to this door. You don't have to leave - if you could just move over to the side. You are most welcome to stay."

It is impossible for me to transcribe the gentle kindness and sincerity in the voice that spoke those words. It sent a shiver all through me.

I walked on.

Sunday, July 27, 2008

Brillante Award - Part II

I met Fourth Dwarf for tea at a café on Elgin Street, and told him about being nominated for a Brillante Award by Coyote.

"Do you want me to nominate you for one?"I asked him innocently.

"Do you want me to put salt in your mint tea?" he snapped back.

My seven six nominations are:

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Brillante Award - Part I

Coyote: Hi, Woodsy. I've nominated you for a Brillante Award....

I Stuck my head out of boxes long enough to see that Coyote had nominated me for an award. When he's not eating up all the dark chocolate out of my purse, he's a pretty sweet puppy.

Monday, July 7, 2008

The Burglar

"Ahh!" I scream in horror, "Erratic Genius, you scared me! Why are you wearing a stocking over your head?"

"I'm pretending I'm a burglar. I figure it will help me pack faster!"

You know, if you look at him from just the right angle, he's almost as cute as Megan's cat in the banana box.

So, yes, the E Genius and I are packing, packing, packing! All that packing has not been conducive to much writing, but soon I will be settled again and posting regularly.

We are leaving our little house in the Woods. It is the beginning of a fabulous adventure - onwards march!

Wednesday, July 2, 2008


"What's your in bed fortune Erratic Genius?" I ask as I crack open my fortune cookie. The cookies are served warm at this restaurant. We can't help but wonder if it is because they are stale.

"Don't say in bed, Woodsy, it's just not funny," responds the Erratic Genius chiding me for my ignorance as he lets out a quiet sigh. "Say, except in bed - try it."