Finding fresh ways to write timeless truth.
It’s that magical time of year when every day I see new growth in the garden. We’re eating beautiful and delicious lettuce now. I’m going to pull the rest of the spinach before it bolts and use some of it in a lasagne. I thinned the carrots, and am doing the same with the Hakurei turnips,
I hear horns honking in the distance when I’m tucking tiny seeds into the earth at my community garden plot. On the way home, we encounter an endless line of trucks and busses that have come from nearby communities to show support for the indigenous community and the local former Indian Residential School where the
It’s a blustery morning. I have things to do in the garden but likely won’t do them today. It’s more likely I’ll catch up on a handful of administrative items in the woman cave, then settle in with a book, the dogs, and another cup of coffee. Maybe I’ll put a few pieces in the
It’s been a busy lots-to-be-thankful week. Let’s look back at a handful of favourite things with this week’s Friday’s Fave Five post. Family. It was just a couple of days, but the quality of time spent with my girls far outweighed the quantity. We’re counting down days until our next visit. HOT weather. We love
Outside my kitchen window, the surprise brightness of a crescent moon high in the east gives me pause in my morning coffee making routine, and I whisper an involuntary “oh!”. Later, with my hands wrapped around a warm mug, I stand at the living room window and look to the east to see what kind
I carve out time to sit in the park in the shade of a magnificent tree, and look up. I find peace in the strong trunk and branches, in leaves, still in the heat of the afternoon, and the sun’s rays barely peeking through. I watch a man wearing a red shirt climb out of
It’s going to be another discombobulated week. Our girls left for home late yesterday morning, and today is another Tuesday that feels like Monday. I’m covered in mosquito bites as a result of girl’s hot tub time on Sunday evening, and sporting an impressive purple bruise the size of a large grapefruit that remains a
Conversation, camaraderie, laughter, hugs. Lots of hugs. It’s hard to say what aspect of the weekend is most precious. Three girls in the hot tub, being eaten by mosquitoes, but enjoying themselves nonetheless. Grandmother-granddaughter trip to the, heartbreakingly empty, bookstore. Mother and daughter working together in the kitchen. Movie night. Deep discussion. Light-hearted banter. Did
My girls are here for the weekend and it’s such a joy to have them here! We’re not doing anything specific other than enjoying our time together. Gerry and Laurinda are planning a hike today; Makiya and I will take a pass and do a bit of shopping instead. Then the four of us will
It’s a busy day. I get many things done, but not everything intended. The world doesn’t end. I take a break to put pieces in a jigsaw puzzle, read a few pages, and finish my book. These, knowing I’m leaving other things undone. But the world doesn’t end. I eat half an egg salad sandwich
It’s a condiment day: ketchup = catch up. Corny, I know. 🙂 There are a number of things I have to catch up on in the woman cave, in part, because I took the day off yesterday and the week, as a whole, has seemed discombobulated as a result of the holiday Monday. Today I’ll