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
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
Begun at 7:30pm July 3rd, completed at 7:19pm July 4th as an answer to the 24hour Zine challenge.
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
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
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,
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
So, does everyone know we are completely mad about minis?
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 by
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