For the first time at this school, an English assignment excited me. I chose the heroic narrative style: epic poetry. For the project's examples, I chose The Song of Eärendil, (a mini-epic contained within the Lord of the Rings) and passages of translations from Gilgamesh, The Odyssey, The Song of Roland, and Beowulf.
I planned the backyard first. The space was to include a maximum of trees, shrubs and perennials and a minimum of lawn. A pond was essential, as well as more compost bins, rain reservoirs and an area for growing vegetables.
I was a "Photographer" of sorts once. It was an interest I became enthused with at about age 15 while living in South Africa in the 1970s. Just a teen, I was lucky to receive as my first camera an old Exa single lens reflex camera...
The first non-tricycle that I remember was a banana-seated high-riser that I used in the late 1960s while living on a tree-farm outside of Mt. Brydges, Ontario. I was 8 years old then, and that "wheelie bike" served me well on gravel roads, the driveway and through the neighbour's tobacco fields. I collected my first... Continue Reading →