The days fly away like wild horses over the hills
So Keriann McGoogan has been blogging up a storm as a Savvy Reader at HarperCollins Canada. Not only that, but she turns up a piece written by Our Hero three years back . . . on that same blog: here. It began by celebrating The Ba, “the lunatic game the Orcadian Scots play at Christmas and New Year’s.” I soon made clear that, while I love the idea of someone else participating in The Ba, I did not wish to see my grandson, James Jerzy McGoogan, embrace the tradition.
What strikes me today, comparing images of then and now, is how the days fly away like wild horses over the hills.