People, Personal, Poetry

In His Shop

It’s Father’s Day this weekend. Many years have passed since I was able to wish my dad a happy Father’s Day in person… he died in 1975. But he lives on in memory, which grows more haloed as time passes. He was a quiet, kind, hard-working man. Very creative too, always fixing things using the… Continue reading In His Shop

art, note cards, Poetry

Changing of the Wardrobe

Time is moving along so quickly. In less than two weeks we’ll be at the official beginning of summer…though it still feels like early to mid spring here most days with lots of cool rainy weather. At least there are no fires! One of my semi-annual tasks is the changing of the wardrobe, when I… Continue reading Changing of the Wardrobe

Personal, Poetry, re-post

Tulip Festival

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

Personal, Poetry

Dear After-Christmas Leftovers

I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas celebration. We did. We even had a white Christmas, something of a novelty in this southwest corner of Canada. Now that 2022 is almost upon us, do you find yourself looking ahead, perhaps crafting resolutions and setting some goals for the next 12 months? I do. Not… Continue reading Dear After-Christmas Leftovers

nature, Poetry

Runway on the Avenue

There is a row of trees growing along a street at the end of our laneway that turns from ordinary green to spectacular red during one magical week in October every year. Last week was that week. I took a few photos and even wrote a poem. Enjoy “Runway on the Avenue” and your fall… Continue reading Runway on the Avenue

Personal, Poetry, Religious

Pandemic Lifestyle – a poem

When presented, by my writing group, with the challenge to write about my experience during the pandemic, my first thought was to do it in poem form (seeing as how it’s April and National Poetry Month). “Pandemic Lifestyle” is a snapshot of some of the things that have characterized the last months for me and… Continue reading Pandemic Lifestyle – a poem

Ekphrastic, Personal, Poetry Friday

Tea Dialects

Tea dialects I flick on electric kettle and offer chamomile, peppermint Red Rose, Earl Grey, or green pour steaming water over gauze pouches into clear mugs that show off emerging jewel colors. Recall the ceremony of biscuits and creamy English Breakfast on a tray served in porcelain by an aunt before breakfast in a Winchester… Continue reading Tea Dialects

Personal, writing

Duty revisited

Duty revisited Forget what I said earlier about Duty being a stern mother and a tiny house where I kept stubbing my toe on “You shoulds.” Lately Duty has become a pool noodle that keeps me happy playing in the safe shallows instead of risking the big surf of the deep, a tether that won’t… Continue reading Duty revisited

nature, Personal, Religious

Mountain

Mountain “By Your favour, O Lord, You have made my mountain stand strong.” Psalm 30:7 The hill outside my Golden Motel is a face of barren gravel nourishing only weeds though pines grow up it’s angled backbone— everyday grace from hard mercy. The gunmetal peak rising behind it appears impermeable, immovable. Now partly obscured by… Continue reading Mountain

LIMP sequence, People, Personal

Still mothering me

Still mothering me Five days ago would have been your birthday. It’s been eight years … But you still visit me often keep me cool every summer when I slip on the brown sundress rescued from your closet wrap your arms around me every winter week it’s the old magenta sweater’s turn. Sometimes I catch… Continue reading Still mothering me