Author Archives: Dianne67

 Do You Have A Favorite Singer Of All Time?

Have you got a favourite singer of all time? There have been numerous great singers over the centuries, it is so hard to narrow it down to just one. Example, Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, Connie Francis and so on… But, I have always had a soft spot for Nat King Cole. I remember first hearing […]

 What Is Your Preference?

Are you living a comfortable life, caged life or maybe a charged one? Have you ever said to a friend, that you have a great idea to write a book, and they’ve said you are crazy for even thinking you could? Well, like many folks I’m sure, this has happened to me. It took me […]

 Growing Old…A Privilege

I have been sitting here pondering what to do this new day given to me…and such a sunny day! as I age, I am thankful for each new decade I get to experience. Used to dread the thought, as most of us do, of getting older, but after many health experiences past 5 years, I’m […]

 Memories Of Summer Fun

What are some of your memories of those childhood summers of, it seems, so long ago? I was browsing through my sites and noticed this mentioned elsewhere. thought I’d post this question to you folks. One of my fond memories of summers past, when I was so young, is eating lots of watermelons, and constantly […]

 1000 Marbles

The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings. Perhaps it’s the quiet solitude that comes with being the first to rise, or maybe it’s the unbounded joy of not having to be at work. Either way, the first few hours of a Saturday morning are most enjoyable. A few weeks ago, I was […]

 Reflections….and now it’s Winter

You know, time has a way of moving quickly and catching you unaware of the passing years. It seems just yesterday that I was young, just married and embarking on my new life with my mate. And yet in a way, it seems like eons ago, and I wonder where all the years went. I […]

 Growing Old Poem

I looked in the mirror and what did I see? But a little old lady peering back at me With bags and sags and wrinkles and wispy white hair And I asked my reflection, how did you get there? You once were straight and vigorous And now you’re stooped and weak When I tried so […]