Below is a photo of my sister’s battered copy of my book: THINGS I WILL TELL YOU WHEN I AM DEAD: published by Hidden Brook Press In August, 2017 and available online at Chapters/Indigo. Followed by a blurb from Jacob Scheier. The presentation will improve along with my WordPress Skills. I hope this blog will…

There is a mailbox on the left side of this road. Mail is a source of anticipation & excitement & writing letters to friends is also a pleasant way to spend time. Writing letters harkens to another time. When handwriting & penmanship were valued. That last sentence indicates I am getting older. I may as…

If you look closely, you can see my shadow. I am taking a photo of a perfect day on the Opeongo in Renfrew County. Of course however gorgeous a day nature isn’t perfect at least not in a Martha Stewart way. Breathtaking, dangerous, mundane, exciting, peaceful and at times mind numbingly mundane. But not if…

I copied and pasted this photo just to see if it would work. And it has! The secrets of this universe are slowly revealing themselves. I had not intended to blog about the Pembroke Library but the practice photo had determined my course for the next few minutes. My earliest memories are of walking to…

Snappy blogger I am, I can access this long ago family photo. I think I save it on the cloud. It is the last picture I can post from a limited four saved. This is a photo of mother’s cousins with their parents. There is no story here. I need to determine much in the…

This week I wrote a short story. Not a good one. Not ready to be shared. Avoided my laptop. But finally just to start. Avoided the piece. And became engaged in the writing. I intended to post a draft of the story but have not yet developed the require copy and paste skills. Ok, a…

Cappuccinos, Pineapple Upside Down Cake. Union Square & Gramercy Park & The Bowery Poetry Club. My blue bicycle. May it have a long life. The Toronto island ferry, ice formations, Artscape Gibraltar Point feels like home, walking along Bow River in Banff, Steve Earle, the Saskatchewan sky, Emma Lake, Danceland & City Perks Coffee in…

A blog. I want a blog to create a home for my wandering self to be a writer a chronicler, caravan traveller & seventy year old woman. I am not really a caravan traveller but the idea of moving around without an actual home appeals to me. There you have it. I am seventy. Every…

February 4, 2020 Dear World, My apologies for the drunken, overwrought letters, mailed to made up addresses. Like notes in a bottle. I have been clean& sober for forty-four years. And I guess this is another too long letter to the world. You might recall that in those days I was with a guy who…