There is this saying that everyone dies twice. The first time is when your physical body dies. The second time, is when your name is mentioned for the very last time. I sort of get the same feeling about my own retirement from nursing. A little death of sorts to be sure as any retired … Continue reading Goodbye NursePath.com.
The realisation came in the shower. It was immediate and clear. I had just advanced to the next level. I was hot, my legs buzzed with that sweet post-run burn of satisfaction. Sticky sweat trickled down my back and my feet begged to be released from their furnace encapsulating shoes. Trail running is new to … Continue reading Trail running. The next level.
I have been throttling way down on my social media consumption over the last few months. These days I usually check my feeds about once every two weeks or so. I do however still drop links in FaceBook to posts I have written. The reality is, if don't do this, hardly anyone visits to read … Continue reading Slow down and read your feed.
Last night Kelly and I went out to her work Christmas dinner which was great fun. In keeping with the spirit of the evening someone had thoughtfully augmented the table setting with a supply of Christmas crackers. Christmas crackers (also known as bon-bons) have been around since the early 1840's. I always thought that they … Continue reading Christmas Crackers.
Awake. For a while now. ... Counting out callipers between the PUNCH-LIGHT ... that chalks the bedroom in a Blitzlicht flash. and and and BOOM —- shaking the earth. rolling out thickly to the north. ... Then it comes. leeward slanting rain stings on windows rattles in gutters I can feel the thickness of it. … Continue reading Night Storm.
My dog lay silver In the silver sun Belly up in absent trust. ... His lupine paws in sympathy with dreams of chase or being chased.