Don’t Hesitate
Joy is not made to be a crumb.
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Fennyland
My granny’s name is Fenny because she comes from Fennyland.
lost
I have been lost more than a few times in my life. I mean physically lost. The kind of lost where I really do not know which way to turn no matter how hard I try.
Crème Brûlée
I’m really relaxing into the late evening now, glass of wine in hand. The last of the sun filters through the trees in a distant park; it is sublimely peaceful. The waiter reappears. Le dessert peut-être?
Unexpected Adventures
Guest blogger: LOLITA KEYRAIÑA ROY I was asked to write this to share with the readers just what can happen to an elderly lady of 98, when she is overstimulated … Continue reading Unexpected Adventures
Mushrooms
A poem by Sylvia Plath
Thanksgiving Gifts from the River
We reach the dock and untie our shoes. Feet in, shirts off, we sink into the water and drive forward hard…
Too Helpful?
On the heels of Canada’s 2021 National Forest Week of September 19-25 it may be good to ask trees what they need.
Cycling Le Grand Sentier
Emails were exchanged, enthusiasm abounded, dates were set and changed, and in the end, we landed on a spectacular morning to set out on a ride of discovery.
No Substitute
‘Tis the season of sunflowers in Wakefield
Over the Seawall
A novel : First installment It was perfect. As she held the doll close, cooed, and rocked it, she was unaware of the expression on the craftsman’s face. He was … Continue reading Over the Seawall
En route..
The Annapolis Valley and on to Cape Breton…
Wandering Wakefield 