memories

Finn Wilder

Here it is, my favorite season, though I am not ready to let summer go–and my one and only grandchild has come into the

This morning I took transit to work since it has been super cold and somewhat snowy and there are still icy patches here and t

Today’s post is inspired by my recent marches at Vancouver’s climate strikes and getting to see factual and powerf

Talk about a dream, try to make it real. Tonight my husband and I went to see Blinded by the Light, a terrific story of a youn

Last night I was thinking of my friend Lisa, from high school. She was my adopted “sister”. I’d had another

I haven’t blogged for a while, because life is hectic and full. I was just reading this poem by JRR Tokien, credit to LO

So many poets and novelists have led me to where I am at today. Especially those who remember nature and write words that you

People come and go. Eagles come and go. Water is always moving. On Saturday we rafted part of the Squamish River,which is the

Mammaw is on the right of the featured image above. She is snapping beans, no doubt to dry them and make her famous shucky bea

I guess it’s technically spring now, but it just goes to show how long it’s been since I first started this post&#