What Can We Do On One of Those Mondays?
What to do on the bad mornings when even making a cup of tea seems too much engagement with the world? When the coldsore cluster newly erupted on one’s upper lip (for “one” read “My!”)…
View PostWhat to do on the bad mornings when even making a cup of tea seems too much engagement with the world? When the coldsore cluster newly erupted on one’s upper lip (for “one” read “My!”)…
View PostFirst of all let me acknowledge, this Canadian Thanksgiving Day, that I have so much to be grateful for. Paul and I have just returned from a three-day getaway into the interior of our province,…
View PostRainy and windy here in Vancouver today. Perfect weather for curling up with a book, and I have a few good candidates (currently reading Iza’s Ballad by Margo Szabó and Marc E. Agronin’s The End of…
View PostIt’s been a busy week: had one daughter’s family over for dinner; went for a long walk in a small forest with another’s; spent one morning cycling to a favourite wetlands park with my husband;…
View PostWe were away most of this last week — barely two hours driving, another 40 minutes on a ferry, and we were at the edge of an inlet, our backs against a treed rocky hillside,…
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