Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.
Distance by Archibald Lampman To the distance! Ah, the distance! Blue and broad and dim! Peace is not in burgh or meadow, But beyond the rim. Aye, beyond it, far beyond it; Follow still my soul, Till this earth is lost in heaven, And thou feel’st the whole. How do we measure distance, between hearts […]
The forecast for last night was a frost warning. “The rooftops were white this morning, did you see?” a neighbour asked me at our communal brunch. I hadn’t noticed, but I am feeling it in my body. Things are seizing up. We’ve had a week of get-togethers, starting with Thanksgiving. Tuesday, we drove into town […]
Plastic cups are practical for outdoor summer sipping, preferably, of course, with out arachnid dipping. Plastic chairs for lounging are best for surf, sun, and grass except on the hottest of days, they just might burn your a** Plastic skulls lined up along the neighbour’s lawn, cast an eerie light, thrill the trick and treaters, […]
Wasn’t quite sure if this crowing rooster was whimsical or forlorn, now that the flowers that had previously blocked it have been cut down. Whimsical is lying in the grass with a pink helmet on trying to roll your tongue: This past weekend we celebrated Canadian Thanksgiving with a family gathering. A full-length mirror provided […]
I hear my father’s voice scolding, remember the childlike fascination of flowery mouths – snapdragons – a constant presence in our familial gardens. (Cee’s Flower of the Day)
Proportioned to income, boys like their toys fast, and expensive; as if life is a competition and play – no longer resembling the antics of childhood – is winner take all. I still lean towards simpler distractions – board games, a skipping rope, a canoe – prefer recreation that releases, doesn’t add more stress; of […]
Spider’s web clinging – shares this wish for purple’s stay – autumn’s light waning. (Cee’s flower of the Day. This was the last of our Rose of Sharon.)
Some books hook you right from the beginning and won’t let you go until you’ve drained every last word out of them. A Land More Kind Than Home is such a novel. Told through the perspective of three narrators, Wiley Cash’s tale of fanaticism in the south is a coming of age story, a murder […]
Weeds, perhaps, but wildflowers to me – and I wasn’t the only visitor to this patch – white wings also found the pop of purple alluring. (Cee’s Flower of the Day)