One thing I always missed when living in Vancouver was having a bonfire. Burning was prohibited unless you wanted to burn charcoal in a metal pit for cooking outside. Where I grew up in central Indiana, in corn and cow country, we knew a lot of farmers and spent time at their acreage, which included…
I did a similar blog entry a few months ago, but my life is a lot different now. Time is less rigid these days. I’m not getting up at first light, nor do I need to commute through traffic to get to a full-time job. I can stay up pretty late writing my novella or…
This is the second posthumous letter I’ve written to my dad since he died in 2009. Sometimes I just need that connection. Dear Dad, The world has changed drastically since you died. Remember when I told you in the nursing home that Barack Obama was elected in 2008? I remember the little grin creeping up…
Life sure is moseying along, folks. By the way, if you are curious about the work we’re doing in our yard, please see my ongoing series Nova Scotia Wildlife. I should probably change that to Backyard Wildlife, but it’s my intention to eventually be able to visit other wild places in the province! Today the…
I can’t breathe,” George Floyd said over and over as a police officer murdered him in broad daylight, for no reason, while other police officers stood around and watched as if to say “this is normal and okay.” That horribly stolen breath reflects the essence, I think, of our world today: we’re in the midst…
Can we talk some about the ways in which being stuck inside, for the most part, messes with our heads? I think part of the COVID19 crisis’s worst side effects (beyond the obvious–death) is that we, of the living, have so drastically changed our lives and no longer are social creatures, unless Zoom or social…
I haven’t blogged for nearly two months. You see, two months ago was a lifetime ago. A different world. Not only were we in the midst of moving to Nova Scotia but the COVID-19 crisis broke out around the world. As I was making flight plans to get to Halifax earlier than my husband, to…
My mind has been wrapped around our move, but was suddenly kicked into higher gear this past weekend when I saw the documentary on Netflix called The Biggest Little Farm. It’s about a couple who lived in Los Angeles and decided to start their own farm in California, north of LA. They bought over 200…
My days are long and exciting right now. A general weekday involves getting up near first light and commuting to work, about a half hour to forty-five minute drive in my EV. Most days it is cold and rainy. The sky is light by the time I arrive. What I do at work probably is…
Due to our move to Halifax, which will push me offline and off the computer here and there in the next 2-3 months, and currently spending 10 hours a weekday outside of home for my “day job,” I am pushing my two novels: The Stolen Child and Up the River back a year each. I…
