Swimming with beavers

This post got eaten.  I’m going to blame the beaver at the cottage.  Maybe he’s shy and didn’t want the notoriety that being on my blog would bring.  I’m not sure why it got deleted but I’m trying to recreate it from memory.   I was at the cottage last weekend for my dad’s birthday… Continue reading Swimming with beavers

Only Children…

Some recent news articles have made me think  about my status as an only child.  My mum, asked me a few months ago whether I felt left out because I was an only child.   I didn’t then and I don’t now.  I loved being an only child.  I’m sure I would have loved siblings too… Continue reading Only Children…