I love red. I love old barns. I love old red barns. Photographer’s math: The whole is greater than the sum of its parts.© Rita Jacques 2020 Essex County.
My elderly Italian neighbour hollered out from her opened basement window. She had noticed me on my back patio, cleaning up the dead summer flowers. “What are you doing in the freezing cold, Rita? Picking the frozen grapes?” I laughed and teased her, “Yes, I was thinking of making ice wine.” To tell you the… Continue reading Forbidden Fruit!
Stephen’s a regular client of the shelter. For the past several months, he’s joined their Street Patrol. Looking for the homeless for two or three hours a day in alleys, dumpsters and parks. Handing out hygiene kits and lunches. Informing them of the shelter as a place to eat, shower and obtain clothing. Stephen’s shoes… Continue reading Their Shoes #26
I should’ve known better. It had to be a scam. It didn’t add up. I was beating myself up for being sucked in. Again. This was worse than the time I received the e-mail asking me to click on a link to update my credit card info. That situation took a half-hour on the phone… Continue reading Identity Theft??
“This is not going to end well.” That’s what I thought as the sudden, torrential downpour overcame us. My husband, Guy arrived home from work on Friday, asking if I felt like going for a road trip to London. He had recently dropped his surface tablet, a device similar to an iPad for those technologically… Continue reading A Profound Peace