It’s another glorious morning.  The sun is shining bright.  The petunias are in their full bloom – the blues, purples and lilacs waving in the sunlight.  Not wanting to be over-shadowed, the roses are strutting their stuff.

Sheba is out sniffing and chewing grass, while the man of the house is cranking up his bicycle to help set up the Bike Valet for The Taste of Saskatchewan, July 15- 20th.  Looks like some time for me to write, dabble and talk to my tomato plants.  Hurry up, grow!





IMG_6830I am sitting here tap, tapping on my new Mac.  I am happy with its speed and slickness. No more heavy sighs and gnashing of teeth – for now anyways.  My desk is a little neater, having to do some rearranging to accommodate my new Mac and my old PC.  But it is by no means perfect. I’m showing the good part.  The mess is lurking in the corner.

I am now a lot older and just a little wiser.  But I am still fooled at times, buying into the perfection of everything.  We have/want warranties and insurance for almost everything we own.  You can’t insure life though you can buy life insurance.  They are not the same.  Life can indeed crash just like my MacBook.  I could only watch it sizzle and burn.  But there is hope after a crash.

IMG_4377What you do then, is pick your yourself up, dust yourself off and carry on.  You re-start from where you are.  Do not wait till it is perfect and you have all your ducks in a row.  The only ducks lined up in a row are those at the fair.  They’re waiting to be shot down.  Real ducks glide and splash around but they are not synchronized swimmers.  They get out of line.

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That is what I have learned after all these years of self doubt and running back to third base time after time.  I have to take a chance, take a breath, not looking backwards, run and slide into home base.  After the dust settles and I pick myself up, I might see the ump signalling, “SAFE”! with his arms.



About hafong

Hello! My name is (Leung) Hafong alias Lily Leung. You always say the last name first….that is the Chinese way. That is my partner lurking behind me. Since this is my blog, I won’t mention his name. But this is a rather cool picture. You see me and yet you don’t…sort of the way I feel about myself most of my life. So this blog is a self-exploration, an archeology dig of some sort. My tools…..words of a thousand or so at a sitting. I will try for that.
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4 Responses to NO DUCKS IN A ROW

  1. I really liked the opening sentence. The pictures were great too!

  2. I agree with the above commenter, the opening sentence sounds like something out of a novel and really catchy ,I love the description.

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