It’s all a bit much these days. I wrote this poem back in early-November when we were just heading into the dark months. We’ve come through, but darkness lingers in many corners. If you’re feeling it, like I am, do what you need to care for yourself. I keep hearing a voice in the back…
It’s been a week. I have nothing to say about anything, except that. This morning, I stood in the nave of our century old Anglican Church building, joining my voice with about a hundred and fifty other souls to say the Nicene Creed. People have been reciting the Nicene Creed for about 1,700 years. That…
The first Monday in January is its own kind of beginning. The holiday season is behind us (almost—tomorrow, Epiphany, wraps it up), and we resume our regularly scheduled programming. My calendar is already peppered with things this week. Gerry’s off to the fitness center this morning while I return to routine at home, and we’ll…
Relatively speaking, it hasn’t been all that long since we started observing January 1 as the first day of the year. The ancient Romans initiated the tradition around the year 153 BC for political and military reasons, naming the first month after Janus, the god of doorways, gates, and thresholds. The first day of our…
Every year at this time, I look back at the books I’ve read over the past twelve months and choose ten favourites. The list is wholly subjective and based entirely on my personal reading preferences. I read 62 books in 2025 and had a tough time narrowing down the list—hence, why it’s actually a dozen….
I’ve long appreciated the second day of Christmas—Boxing Day, as it’s called here in Canada and elsewhere. After the bustle of the preceding weeks and The Big Day itself, Boxing Day is a day to take a breath and relax. No big meal to cook, no expectations to manage, just a quiet day spent doing…