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Walking with the Sandhill Cranes

A bit of a distance from my mountains is the delta of the Fraser River. Across this rickety little bridge is a small island full of organic farms and the George C Riefel Migratory Bird Sanctuary. On this drippy winter day I drove out…

January 13, 2015

Best time ever! An evening downtown with MUSE!

So had the best time ever! Evening out with my children, a lovely supper in historic Gastown and rocking out to MUSE. Adam, Kerstie, Bryson, Chloe and I drove to Gastown, parked up and walked to the Pourhouse for supper. We were going to…

February 7, 2013

What do Sylvia Plath and Steampunk have in common?

Me! This evening I wrote a slash-your-wrists-by free verse to a prompt on Rosemary Mint. My excuse is that the prompt was a wordle from Sylvia Plath…what did you expect? Ok, I’ll not post it here (sensitive souls read here) so if you really…

June 1, 2012

Knowing myself at the end of 2010

Funny how the close of one year and the beginning of another always prompts reflections of past times and intensions of times to come. Somewhere between jetlag, work, snow and the general hectic holiday season I seem to have lost a day with the…

January 1, 2011

If there’s coffee it must be Vancouver

I have a confession to make; I don’t really like coffee. But I love tea. Any kind of tea really. And have had times in my life where I’ve been totally addicted to Starbucks venti chai lattes, non-fat milk, seven pumps of syrup…mmm. The…

October 2, 2010

Jet Lag…Ug

I’m relieved now that my brain has calmed down a little and I’m no longer wandering the house at night. My cats are staring at me with gold owl eyes. They’ve had two months of peaceful nights and suddenly there’s their long forgotten pink-faced…

September 12, 2010

The Knight Templar next door

And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more. It is a tale Told…

August 15, 2010

Where she links dead foxes with croissants

Today I drove over a dead fox on the A 404. I was driving my Austin 7 and going about 60 mph and, well, I’m a complete wimp about these things. The problem is that the fox was right in the middle of my…

August 5, 2010