Monthly Archives: November 2014

(photo of my VHS case) A different, engaging movie for anyone who loves strong British acting, older actors (Laurence Olivier, Alan Bates), the generation gap topic, or the eccentric old man motif. Originally a play by John Mortimer and shot at … Continue reading →

Sure it was released in theatres on Halloween in 1945 at the end of the war, but as one of the best adaptations of an Agatha Christie book, it still works very well when viewed today. The classic black-and-white movie … Continue reading →

A misnomer title if ever there was one. A great Christmas romance-comedy classic starring Cary Grant as a kind, perfect angel, David Niven as a troubled, jealous bishop trying to build his dream cathedral, and Loretta Young as the bishop’s … Continue reading →

(scene of absurd fall) Two dopes delivering something next door last week let plastic sheets go flying all over the crescent. True terminally lazy dopes. I picked up what I could of the sheets and dropped them over my gate. … Continue reading →

(on left) my father, Delmar (Del) Vernon Davies (1926-1998), in Royal Canadian Navy (Sept. 9, 1943 to Apr. 23, 1946 and–in its Reserve–Sept. 13, 1960 to Sept. 12, 1965). He also served in the Royal Canadian Air Force from Mar. … Continue reading →

(photograph and handwritten copy from In Flanders Fields by Lt.-Col.John McCrae, M.D., Toronto: William Briggs ed.) McCrae used “grow” instead of “blow” in this copy/version.

He lay back, hands behind his head, certain of so much in this unguarded moment. he and the dog, similarly assured and quite comfortable with their lots in life. A winter afternoon thru curtain sheers, an illuminated poet with pet, … Continue reading →

Sensibility is a key construct which people once were more interested in cultivating and developing. As Sven Birkerts describes it, it is, on one level, a range of fine feelings and ability to make distinctions (whether moral or aesthetic, etc.). … Continue reading →

‘Tis in the information and knowing, like so much else, as I discussed in previous early entries… Ultimate sensibility is basically a blend and/or union of the experiences of sensitivity to sensory stimuli (the physical, empirical, phenomenological world) and/with consciousness … Continue reading →

grey november sky park benches etched in snow wind strokes the last robin’s wing breath warm & then gone like a memory lovers lost in each other’s eyes we walk beside the river & dream of hibernation ……………………………. 1st published … Continue reading →