The liminality of the days between December 25 and January 1, paired with an ice storm making it unsafe and unwise to venture out, keeps us home. Having consumed too much fat and sugar, we feel dim-witted and lazy. A jigsaw puzzle on the dining table, books on our devices, and a little Yorkie who…
I live in Saskatchewan, Canada, the land of living skies. It’s impossible not to take gorgeous photos of this province. It’s beautiful here. And yes, I understand that it’s all in the eye of the beholder. Recently, someone commented that some of quick phone images of the Saskatchewan prairie I posted on social media make…
At the end of the year, I enjoy looking back at the list of books I read in the previous twelve months. I often remember specific times and places when a particular book held my attention, and browsing the titles takes me back to moments sitting on the back deck in the heat of summer…
It’s mid-morning on December 24th as I write this, and I’ve just sat down with a mug of reheated coffee. Handel’s Messiah is playing on our Alexa Dot and a pot of water is simmering on the stove steaming my mom’s Christmas cake. I’ve had her recipe in the plastic yellow box I’ve kept special…
It’s the winter solstice, and sunrise here in Moose Jaw happened at 9 a.m.—tomorrow, we begin the slow crawl toward light and garden season. Two snowstorms in the past few days have kept us mostly at home and indoors. Gerry’s been out a couple of times with his birthday snowblower, and I took advantage of…
Jarred from the peace of sleep and the comfort of warm flannel sheets, I retrieve my glasses and Kindle from my bedside table and, with a little Yorkie in my arms, stumble from the bedroom. Molly’s internal clock says it’s time to get up. It’s barely 4 a.m. and I inadvertently trained her to rise…