Opera while Waiting
We’re off to the opera (Eugene Onegin). After I got my hair done yesterday with no labour interruptions (and again, big changes with the hair, thanks to my stylist’s powers of persuasion), I thought our…
View PostWe’re off to the opera (Eugene Onegin). After I got my hair done yesterday with no labour interruptions (and again, big changes with the hair, thanks to my stylist’s powers of persuasion), I thought our…
View PostYou’ll have to forgive me for being a bit distracted right now. I still intend to tell you about the marvellous meal we had last weekend, thanks to my daughter and the restaurant she works…
View PostAfter I wrote about Randall Maggs’ captivating collection of hockey poems, Night Work, the other day, I asked his publisher, Kitty Lewis (who had left a gracious thank-you comment at the post) if I might…
View PostYou remember my recently-knit silk scarf, don’t you? I thought I’d show you how closely related its colours are to my surroundings. Here’s the beach in front of our house: This yew tree trunk has…
View PostI was very lucky, growing up. I lived in New Westminster, a small city just outside Vancouver, BC, and although the population then was just 40,000, our library had an impressive retinue of professional librarians…
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