Limerick #4

A baker from north Timbuktu Made award-winning tiramisu I tell you no lies She won every prize And then made some sweet pain perdu*. *Commonly known as French toast, pain perdu means “lost bread” in French. Best made with day-old bread. photo credit: Image by Andy Walther from Pixabay

Limerick #3

There lived a green bird in a tree A magnificent warbler was he He sang day and night To all’s delight And then drank a large G&T. (or a “large pot of tea” in the family blog version) On a more serious note, some bird populations are diminishing or becoming extinct altogether due to habitat […]

A Yule Log

I was washing the lunch dishes when I heard singing coming from the back garden. I looked out the window and saw six gnomes valiantly rolling a log towards the back door. Sometime later, Henri finally brought it inside. “Madame, nous vous présentons le Yule Log!” “It’s perfect for our Winter Solstice celebration! Thank you […]

Another Limerick!

I often have strange or comical dreams before waking. In this morning’s dream I was on a stage with several other people sitting on small wooden chairs. The stage curtains were royal blue with gold trim. We were gathered to recite limericks that we made up on the spot. As I have only written one […]

Another Visitation

The other night I had the strange feeling I was not alone in the house. The next morning my suspicions were confirmed. No, it wasn’t a ghost. Although a ghost would have been less trouble. Undoubtedly, a mouse had partaken of a midnight snack. And of course, chose the more expensive red pear to munch […]