Help! Help! It's been too long since any resident provided “fodder” for this old mare!

When you see something that amuses you or gives you pleasure - or annoyance - let “Rezzy-Dent” know, you may remain anonymous or be given credit.

The present resident compiler has been on duty for more than ten years and the half-dozen or so contributors are no longer able to participate.

REZZY-DENT NEEDS YOU!

A message left on Steve Mason's phone can save you writing it.

Or a call to 425-8065 will reach “REZZY”

The last roses are flourishing; the Henneke's “burning bush” is beginning to flame and October had a surprise for Cottage #8.

The residents there learned firsthand how apt a phrase “playing possum” is. Nobody but nobody does it as well as an opossum! The rail of that cottage had a possum using the birdbath for a drink. Interrupted when the light was switched on, he promptly “played possum” and gave stillness a whole new dimension.

“What's in a name?” Shakespeare wrote in “Romeo and Juliet”. As our “Reflections Courtyard” is planted, we shall soon find out. Already it has the bird-feeder sculpture and a small pool. As Kathy Hinkle and her ardent gardeners plan to deepen that pool so that the fish can “winter over”, will they also choose plantings that would be aids to reflections?

A place where one might be comfortably reflective or even contemplative? Will the walkways “meander” instead of being the shortest distance between two points? Will it have a sundial that “counts only the sunny hours”? Will it have gazing bowls? Our “Gazebo” courtyard is a treasure trove of stimulation for all five senses. Can our “Reflections Courtyard” be a refuge, an invitation to quietness and reflection?

Time will tell.

Patricia “Patty” Flint is the author of the following poem about Simone, the Home's beautiful golden retriever.

There once was a dog named Simone,
she called Saint Simeon's Home.
When she got into trouble,
she ran on the double
to Patricia to get a big bone.

Thank you, Patty!

"Scooter" has occupied the corner of this column for the last few months. He and his owner no longer have such worldly concerns.

We shall miss them.