Sunrise Strip

January 15, 2023.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Hammad Rais’ Weekend Sky

Fascinated by Feathers

January 13, 2023.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Red-breasted Nuthatch shows off his public feathers and his downy underside. For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: feathers

Growth

January 11, 2023.Reading time less than 1 minute.

A Ukrainian/Canadian Christmas Celebration

January 9, 2023.Reading time 1 minute.

More than 150 people gathered yesterday in our local Presbyterian Church to celebrate Ukrainian Christmas. I am too tired to say much more than I am warmed to my core and so grateful for all these people, who have come into our lives since our decision to host a Ukrainian family. The photos capture it […]

Moose-capade

January 6, 2023.Reading time 6 minutes.

Every Christmas for the 20 years we have been together, Ric has threatened to decorate the front yard (or roof) with a herd of reindeers. Every year, I offer up an emphatic NO! This year, our Ukrainian guests got in on the fracas. They seem to be amused by how easily he baits me. Entertainment […]

Change

January 4, 2023.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Last on the Card for 2022

January 1, 2023.Reading time less than 1 minute.

One last sunset and a year end doodle for Bushboy’s Last on the card challenge.

Holiday Gold

December 30, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Holiday colours

Christmas with our Found Family

December 28, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

The circumstances that brought us all together are tragic, but everyone agrees our new bonds are blessings. We were 20 for Christmas this year. Ric and I and our extended Ukrainian family.

Holiday wishes

December 23, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Crisis

How did undocumented –a civil infraction –reduce people to ‘bodies’? And how did empathy –observation and support –merit death by gunshot? When we stretch for explanations –to fit the violent rhetoric –are we too not complicit in crime? Red, blue, it’s all intolerable –the global stage is watching –a nation in rapid decline. “He’ll burn […]

Winter’s Ruse

Poet’s Quandry

IfI wereto writeevery dayfor onehundred days,would my soulbe purged ofthis malaise;is it a thingto be dredged,dragged up –twistedand tiedlike tatteredbed sheetsknottedtogether;is therea remedyfor thisscourge;or is thisan inherentrestlessness,a fiery bluespark of eternalangst ignitingpassion – a callto write? (Originally posted February, 2017. Image my own)