During my morning commute to work earlier this week, my muse delivered a revelation to me. You know Peter, you’ve pulled yourself out of some pretty undesirable situations. You accomplished goals you never wanted to set. …
Author: Peter F. Morneault
→I am a multi-passionate, quiet, and unassuming force for change. I have been happily married since 2002 and currently live in southeastern, CT with a pack of dogs and a pride of cats. You can connect with me on Facebook (PeterMorneault, Writer) and Twitter (@pfmorneault).
There are periods in our lives (I like to call them seasons) when we find it difficult to maintain our physical, emotional, mental, and spiritual strengths. A sniffle here and there turns into frequent sneezing and …
I am thankful for those of you who read the honest and sincere sharing of my innermost thoughts whether they are in a Facebook post, website post, or in a book. This post will be no …
It’s been over a year since I have posted a blog on this website. I miss it here; I really do, but I’ve got a bit of writer’s block. So, let’s see how this turns out. …
I miss a lot of things since COVID-19 turned the world upside down. I miss publishing my thoughts on this website. I REALLY miss it. So, it’s time we all get reacquainted once again :) The …
If my memory is correct, at some time in the fall of 2006 I watched a 20-minute video that profoundly mixed my emotions with the intensity of a Ninja blender. The video featured a soft-spoken …
I had known about Thoreau’s quote about going to the woods where he documented and chronicled his experience (for two and half years) in the book, Walden. I have been to Walden Pond in the quaint …
As I looked across our backyard, a blanket of dying leaves nearly covered the green grass that hadn’t encountered a first frost. It was a peak-week of glorious colors in southeastern Connecticut’s fall foliage season. Why …
I received a Facebook message on October 16, 2019 from the animal control officer in our little town of Ledyard. “Hi Peter. I just want to put a bug in your ear. There is a Samoyed …
I spent an afternoon by myself getting back to the earth and enjoyed an uneventful stroll along the unmarked footpaths of a state forest. I came upon this ambitious plan-in-progress of a beaver. This artwork of …
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