Echoes of Man Cave

Yes, TRH (The Retired Husband) is at it again! Cleaning, sifting, sorting, chucking, rearranging The Man Cave. Since we got home from the last road trip, he has been behind closed doors. I have heard noises. Banging, crashing, vacuuming. Ominous silence. I have not dared to venture into the Inner Sanctum, the testosterone Holy of … More Echoes of Man Cave

Ode to Me

I’ve been cleaning the termite infested cupboard that has housed our thousands of slides (pre-digital era), photo albums and a mountain of my craft gear. I now need to find a new home for what is to be kept. In honour of me – I wrote this ode: Aching, tired bones and muscles wouldn’t you know … More Ode to Me