Some years ago some very lucky Abbotsford BC fields were transformed for a few weeks in April by tulips. The Abbotsford Tulip Festival went on for a few years, history now I'm afraid, due to the pandemic and the devastating November 2021 floods in the Fraser Valley. But I have memories and a poem composed… Continue reading Tulip Festival
Though it’s only mid-February, today the sun is out and the temperature has risen to double-digits. Better yet, the crocuses have come up in the park! I was going through old files earlier this week and came across some of the poems I wrote years ago. “Calendar” is one which seems perfect to share on… Continue reading Calendar
Christmas lights in Douglas Park this year, photographed after a snowfall a few weeks ago. On this day before Christmas Eve, I wish all who read here a Christmas filled with love, warmth, light, family, friendship, and health. Let Christmas Come Let strings of rainbows ringing patios,and radiant pearls outlining roofsblink into the twilight. Let… Continue reading Let Christmas Come
Today is Family Day in B.C. In the year since I first posted the poem below, we’ve discovered that our littlest granddaughter’s developmental delays are most likely caused by cerebral palsy. And so a family very precious to us is walking a new-to-them path with lots of challenges—and the sentiments expressed by little A’s grandma… Continue reading Cheerleaders (a poem for Family Day)
Curling In the hack and grip your rock crouch and graceful glide precise eyes on broom across the sheet send the stone along the ice. But you can’t hit everything— need to keep the four-rock rule. Play it cagey—make the tick learned in Weagle curling school. Skip is yelling from the house to the sweepers,… Continue reading Curling
"Then Jesus called a little child to Him, set him in the midst of them and said, 'Assuredly, I say to you, unless you are converted and become as little children, you will by no means enter the kingdom of heaven…'" Matthew 18:2,3. When Holly, host of Spiritual Journey Thursday, mentioned that she was intending… Continue reading Converting to Childhood
Today is Canada's 148th birthday. And this year our flag turns 50! I'm celebrating by reposting my poem "Flag," written a few years ago. One of Vancouver's downtown hotels sported a gigantic Canadian flag during the 2010 Olympics. It helped foster the Canadian spirit which infected the streets of Vancouver during those fabulous weeks. (Photo… Continue reading “Flag” on Canada Day
Our poetry group is part of the Abbotsford Arts Council meet and mingle event at Mill Lake Park on Saturday afternoon. We'll even be giving a short poetry reading. Because Canada Day is just around the corner I was reminded of and have decided to read a couple of Canadian poems that I wrote a… Continue reading Canadian Rivers
October Fashion Morning wears crisp cotton and smoky tulle woven through with gold light. North Shore mountains are sensibly dressed in darkest denim, their tops hidden, cozy under unrolling bolts of blue- and grey-tinged fleece. The park has thrown on a shawl of embroidered leaves in tangerine, scarlet, yellow wine, olive. Even dwarf cedar has… Continue reading October Fashion
Writing Beside the path that winds through my waking and sleeping, grow, like wild flowers, scenes, insights, connections. Some days I am too rushed or distracted to see. On others I am wiser, live with the perception that gathers a bouquet, chooses one or two to press between the covers of a book. © 2004… Continue reading Writing
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