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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As I mentioned the other day, Une Femme tagged me to participate in a meme, Lessons in Hindsight. Thinking about this has been an interesting endeavour, especially since I have mixed feelings about the value…
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I love the flexibility of this blog-writing — in fact, I’m rediscovering that I love writing itself. Because I have this outlet, I tend to push little thoughts into coalescence. Random observations spin themselves into…
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