“The doctor suggests you wait it out as long as you can, before stopping the medication,” the receptionist says when I call about the itchy rash all over my face. I know that the culprit has been making a difference, and yet the discomfort of an allergic reaction is not fun. The uncertainty about my […]
Tracing the lines of your perfection,I remember, childhood discoveries –wax paper and hot iron,the smell of fresh raked pranks,and what it means to be Canadian. I no longer make leaf art,nor partake of Autumn cleanup,but I have not forgottenthe power of your symbolismand how far we have yet to go. (For Cee’s Flower of the […]
I’m sitting in the passenger seat of our parked car, waiting while Ric runs in to pick up a few groceries. This is our normal routine. He shops; I wait. Confession: I am not good at waiting. I have this compulsive need to fill each minute of the day with productivity. So I thumb through […]
The year was 1964. I was six, and just barely tall enough to see out the kitchen window. I remember it was dark, so I wasn’t bothered too much with what was on the other side, until I saw the flashing lights. Mom and Grandma were stood there with me – we had dishes duty […]
My gears are seizing up; creativity sabotaged by self-doubts. The inner critic declares my efforts worthless. My paints sit dormant. I fear stagnation. “I need something to kindle my inspiration,” I tell my artist friend. Together we visit a local artisan’s workshop. A listing of art classes informs us of an upcoming sketching class. We […]
“Do you know where your wife is?” the man across from me spoke into his cell phone. I could hear my husband’s laughter from across the table. I wore a long black robe that rustled about me as I strutted through the room, fluff from my feather boa leaving a trail. A sparkling tiara perched […]