Month: March 2023

  • Childhood

    Childhood

    I am sitting on a plastic chair in the waiting room at my granddaughter’s orthodontist. There are a handful of others occupying the same kind of chair spaced around the room; most of them are looking down at their phones. Only one man, wearing an orange reflective vest and who I estimate to be close to…

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  • Changing Times

    Changing Times

    It’s the last weekend before the official start of spring. Any way you slice it, in whatever part of the country you live—that’s cause to celebrate. Even here in Saskatchewan, we’re feeling it. After last weekend’s storm (when Cranky Old Man Winter gave his all for one last blizzardy blast), I believe the worst is…

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  • The Butterfly Effect . . . And A Good Book

    The Butterfly Effect . . . And A Good Book

    My phone dings before 8 a.m. I think it must be Gerry or Laurinda—both of whom are currently in Kamloops, separately and for different reasons—but no. It’s Makiya, texting me from her bedroom downstairs. I think I’m sick.  With her under the weather and no need for an early-morning commute to Caronport to drop her…

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  • Living Liminal: A Slice of Pandemic Life

    Living Liminal: A Slice of Pandemic Life

    On March 11, 2020, The WHO Director-General issued a media briefing in which the COVID-19 outbreak was declared a global pandemic.  I am releasing a new book today on the anniversary of when our world changed. Living Liminal: A Slice of Pandemic Life is a chronicle of 2020 and 2021. A compilation of blog posts,…

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  • Where I’m From

    Where I’m From

    I’m restless today. The project that has consumed much of my time lately, Living Liminal: A Slice of Pandemic Life, is about to be released into the world and I feel at loose ends. Conventional publishing wisdom would have me already switched into marketing mode by this point, but I decided long ago that this…

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  • A Simple, But Productive, Saturday

    A Simple, But Productive, Saturday

    It’s late Saturday afternoon as I write this. Gerry and I have had a busy day. First thing this morning, I finally organized my art area, thanks to the new cabinets he assembled yesterday. After that, we puttered and organized our downstairs storage rooms, and came away feeling like we had really accomplished something. Then…

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