I started writing this post a week ago, then ran out of both desire and energy to continue. In short, I was experiencing what I had started to write about and was empty. Nothing to be done about it but to step away and refuel. I’m sitting at my desk that looks out onto our…
Yesterday, I was going through one of my old blog books from 2018. It was the year I posted something every day, and it offers a snapshot of daily life. That summer, as usual, our granddaughter, who was nine-years-old at the time, spent a few weeks with us for “Camp G & G.” Also, as…
In the morning, we have coffee with a couple we hadn’t met before. Writers, the pair of them. All isn’t as we wish it to be in the world, but we have technology that facilitates connection that otherwise wouldn’t happen. That’s a gift. Turns out he and I are distantly related on the Letkeman side….
In the mid-1990s, I lost my footing and fell into an abyss. I won’ describe the circumstances or the depth of my grief and depression, my dissection and examination of everything that came before and during, or of my stop-and-go journey toward healing. Suffice to say, those were really tough years. I took to the…
Once the weather turns in spring, it’s as if trees, knowing the growing season in Saskatchewan is relatively short, kick into high gear. The increase in growth from day to day everywhere I look astounds me. Everywhere I see greening. Lately, I’ve been thinking about cycles and how they order our lives. The turning of…
Canadians have elected a new Prime Minister. I’m not going to comment on the results of yesterday’s election. The man who will represent our home and native land, and the party he represents, is not the point of this post. (I’m tapping out these words on Monday afternoon. The results haven’t started coming in yet,…