Community News
The smallish coastal community I’ve lived in for more than half a century has grown up over the years – aside from the view of the bay from the crest of the city’s center hardly anything of the original town remains. I’m probably one of a few who can recall the olden days with any […]
Dry spell
Dealing with Covid19 has become a way of life, we are figuring out how to live with the restrictions and the precautions the virus has inspired, we are beginning to settle into that new normal many of us have been reluctant to accept. And I have nothing to say about any of that – my creative […]
Masking the Virus
We are approximately three and a half months into this pandemic, one hundred and five days into an uncertain future. I’m sick of people referring to this as the new normal – there is not one thing normal about it. Restrictions are finally easing a bit, we can now get a hair cut if we wear […]
In honor of Father’s Day
Super Heroes and me ( originally posted 3/12/2018, reposted for Father’s Day 2019 — I think I will make this a Father’s Day tradition in honor of ALL the Super Heroes out there) – reposted for Father’s Day 2020 and again this year. I miss my super heroes every day . I don’t remember the […]
The Jester
Olive has been gone for three weeks and it feels like forever and yesterday in the same breath. Chester is still moping, he isn’t used to being an only dog and appears to be feeling the heat – we’ve been taking more walks than usual, he has been brushed until he’s out of patience and I think […]
The only one
The world is opening up, restrictions are being lifted and people are out and about again – at least some people are. I’m not feeling confident enough to jump back into life, even while wearing a mask. I worry I’ve turned into some sort of recluse, a weird germaphobe who not only finds it difficult to make […]
Defining moments / #thekidswillbefine
My grandmother was five years old when Wilbur and Orville took their first flight over Kitty Hawk. I’m not sure Gramma remembered the world prior to that momentous day or if she was even aware man had just taken flight. History defined the moment. I was five years old when the Hula Hoop arrived on the scene. Although […]
The toughest thing
In the middle of this pandemic, on a weekend of unrest all the tears I’ve been crying lately came home and became personal. Old age caught up with my little dog even as I tried to hide her behind a screen of prescriptions, probiotics and pumpkin. Olive is gone and my heart is broken. A Boston […]
Repetition
It was 1967, I was fourteen years old and the sky over Detroit was orange, the city was on fire. The air in Windsor was thick with smoke and humidity, it stuck in my nose and burned my throat and I was afraid – I was a Canadian kid who didn’t get it. Fast forward forty-three […]
The New Olden Days
I often tell my granddaughters stories about the olden days, about my youth on the Alberta prairie, about freezing winters, chinooks and a springtime that was announced by purple crocuses turning the prairie mauve. I don’t have to try very hard to paint that landscape in my mind – I can see it in the wistful […]