Right now, it’s beautiful back on our little island, the beach, the waves, the garden, the hammock . . . But I’m still in Vancouver where there are exhibits (Rembrandt/Vermeer at the Vanc’r Art Gallery),…
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Pater asked me the other day if I thought I was enjoying life as much as I could or should. He’d been asking himself that same question, wondering whether he was appreciating the passing moments…
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When daughter #2 was about 9 or 10, I was French-braiding her hair one morning before school. She was kneeling on the carpet so that I could reach the top of her head easily, and…
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I’m in Vancouver today and will be heading over soon to my daughter’s house. My sister’s visiting from Winnipeg, driving my mom each day over to her radiation session (I’m taking a turn next week),…
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I love this deep purple — presque noir — hollyhock against a background of lavender in the Jardin desTuileries. Here’s Pater posing in front of the scene for me — do you think he worries…
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