Here’s what I pondered as I walked on a November day in Canada.
Letting go is an acquired, and necessary, skill. I foster it every time I receive a rejection to something I’ve written. If I let go of enough resentments, doubts or regrets, I open up room for other, better opportunities.
I happened upon a notebook from my Grade 8 English class. On the last page, I found this: a list of words to use instead of said. Way back in the 1970s my teacher advised me to liven up the story. Avoid using said, they said (proposed, urged, argued ….
Whatever life throws at you today, don’t rush, shop around, work in phases, and have faith.
In Canada we joke that we have two seasons: winter and construction. But as summer road construction slows down in our northern climate, we begin different kinds of winter construction. New school projects, new organizational meetings, new roads to new adventures.
Somerton Smith 
Yesterday I thought, “I haven’t heard from Arlene for awhile,” and then here you appear on my blog roll.
Thanks for sharing your foxy story. Yay, to Zorro, the Fox and his regular appearance. What delightful photos!
I am so touched that you thought of me. My life has taken a turn for the very busy lately. I don’t have the same time to dedicate to reading and writing as I used to. I am rearranging some commitments to change that though, so I can get back to appreciating all my favourite blogs.
We had foxes at our last home. Here too but not as many (or I just don’t see them). The strangest sight I ever saw was a groundhog (very large) up in my peach tree having a delicious lunch. I didn’t know they could climb that high.
Haha, that would have been on happy groundhog. I have seen groundhogs sitting atop fence posts beside farm fields. Animals are amazing.
Zorro seems so comfortable, and a constant visitor. One year at the cottage I had a loon that I named Thaddeus who would swim and play in the water with me. We met when he was still a baby and we had one summer together – the lake was very small and only had one pair of loons a year. I guess he moved on.
I love that you named your loon – and what a great name. It is amazing that he would swim and play with you. I’ve always thought of loons as extremely people-wary. I’ve never been able to get very close to one. An amazing memory for you, I am sure.
Zorro is beautiful. I haven’t seen any foxes around here for years now. I am charmed by the idea of one who visits on the regular.
We see this clever fox a lot, and we have become quite charmed by her. Our neighbourhood is surrounded on 3 sides by the National Capital Greenbelt, so we are quite accustomed to forest visitors to our streets. Those with the houses closest to the trees find that their hostas make wonderful deer food. Lucky for them, the hostas grow back. 🙂