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‘Tis the Season
Many thanks to Vita Marija Murenaite on Unsplash for the use of this wonderful image! My early childhood years were spent in a boarding house with people older than my grandmother, except for my mother. It was a wonderful start to life. These people had lived through the First World War, the Roaring Twenties, the…
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Summer Sky at Night
This is the month to watch The Pleiades, especially from the 10th to the 14th in my little corner of this big, blue marble, spinning, spinning in its place. So, yesterday, we napped mightily and snuck out to Hillman Marsh around 2ish to set up “camp”. No sooner was I out of the car, but…
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Pool Musings … Midday
Sunday, August 9th We come down to “our” pool at midday for a swim and some exercise to work out the kinks accumulated over the years and through this pandemic indolence. Two men, one young, one older, attend at the barbeques on the patio. Corn and some other food are carefully turned. A man,…
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Seskéha
Grandmother Moon will be fully illuminated tonight. (If you click on the link you can see a video from NASA that explains the hows and whys of the full moon.) It would be great to get outside under her glow. (whether you can see her or not, she is there.) In English we could translate…
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Butterflies and Queen Anne’s Lace
Spicebush Swallowtail: Photo Credit: Jeff Suchak of http://mythiclandscape.com This gorgeous image inspired a poem… Even if part of you is broken … you are still beautiful and you can fly! If you wish, please refer to this often. The thought has kept me safe over these past few days when I was feeling a little…
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Writing Ourselves Whole EE
It is August. The garden is a riot of colour and deliciousness. Food for tummies and eyes. The Lotus pond at Waterworks Park here in St. Thomas is blooming and full of music. The deep bass of the bullfrog, the splash of turtle and muskrat, the chirrup of crickets, the flutter and whrrrr of Cedar…
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Courage to be…
Today, as I was procrastinating from actually writing the proposal, this wee piece of wisdom (you can click on the link) by Stephanie Renaud appeared in my Facebook feed. Usually, I don’t read everybody’s blogs or posts or even shares because, well, life is full enough for me right now. But this one compelled me to…
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Ordinary
Recently, I was struck by my lack of empathy with a colleague, not to mention my total lack of compassion and non-violent speech in a recent discussion in which we were at odds on a particular matter of great import to me. He tried to cajole me by saying he valued my “gifts” which just…
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More stones…
Sometimes, the worst wounds are invisible. But they still feel like stones. Hard. Unforgiving. Difficult to walk on. Today, I am missing my grands. I used to be the one to get a wee girl off to Junior Kindergarten which involved brushing long golden hair and braiding it so that she looked like a Princess.…
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Honesty …
I haven’t posted in a long while. That isn’t because I am lazy or that I am particularly busy. Something much larger has captured my heart and soul, mind and body. Life has been a bit of an uphill ski lately and I’m not going into that here or now. Let’s just say my focus…
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