Perhaps it’s a legacy from all those years raising kids, feeling odd, guilty, whenever separated from them, no matter how welcome the breaks might have been. But getting away from home always feels wrenching to…
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I found yesterday’s abrupt turnaround from long weekend to mid-week full-teaching-day intensity exhausting, and so I skipped my Pilates class and came home for some extra R&R. Got here and found my poor husband working…
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I’m off to my stylist’s for a cut-and-colour refresher, then we’ll head to Vancouver for the weekend A huge batch of marking to get through, but interrupted by some Nola time, a seawall run, and…
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In my recent post on the Metz Pompidou Centre, I mentioned Mark Kingwell’s meditations on cities and architecture, particularly his thoughts on thresholds. I suspect Kingwell would have something to say about the location of…
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Although I love where I live, especially when Orcas swim by. and although I appreciate September’s cooling days with the return to classes, meeting new students, greeting my colleagues again, my thoughts do sometimes drift…
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