Christmas Crazy: Welcome Home
December 23, 2015 in Canada, North America, Travelogue
My house, at this moment, is a rodeo. At five thirty, when I gingerly tiptoed to my kitchen to quietly make tea and then tiptoe to my seat at the […]
December 23, 2015 in Canada, North America, Travelogue
My house, at this moment, is a rodeo. At five thirty, when I gingerly tiptoed to my kitchen to quietly make tea and then tiptoe to my seat at the […]
September 11, 2015 in Inspiration
Today we are giving a party. You’re all invited. It’s from four to whenever, open door policy, as usual. There will be swimming, maybe some boating, a campfire, lots of […]
June 25, 2015 in Canada, Travelogue
It has been the week of evening rains. Long slow soakers that drive deep and make the worms wriggle to the surface. I’d forgotten how thunder rolls in across the […]
May 14, 2015 in Canada, North America, Travelogue
The sun is rising over Breakey’s Bay. The moon, not quite ready to give up her kingdom, has been reduced to the fingernail sliver of a crescent that reminds me […]
May 3, 2015 in Canada, North America, Travelogue
Today is a significant day. It is the day that our family goes home. To a place, not a concept. Where we will stay. Mostly. You read that right. Today […]
December 31, 2014 in Travelogue
I have a confession to make: I did not write a Christmas letter This is the first year in almost twenty that I haven’t. I can’t quite articulate why. What […]
October 11, 2014 in Canada, North America, Travelogue
It is an unsettling thing to be declared dead. She peered at me over the rim of her metallic turquoise half glasses and asked the following questions: Full maiden name? […]
May 27, 2014 in Travelogue
This morning is quiet. Sun filters through the pale pink curtains, bathing the room in a gentle good morning, the floors of the old inn creak a little as […]
January 15, 2014 in Canada, North America, Travelogue, United States
The raspberries tasted like summer. Warm sun on prickly green leaves. The lazy buzz of Dad’s honey bees going about their work. The electric anticipation of the air in advance […]
January 9, 2014 in Canada, Honduras, Inspiration, North America, Travelogue
4:40 a.m. I am awake. My brain is writing. I don’t know why this happens to me. Perhaps it’s just that the middle of the night is the only quiet […]