My writing here has dwindled significantly, I'm not giving myself postmarks and bookmarks and passages to return to and re-place myself in the memory of this time, for future reference. I think I'm okay with that.

Last night, driving home from a music lesson in Leith, I had the privilege of seeing the slideshow of sunset through gaps in the trees. When I got to the truck stop just outside of the city, near the wee factories, where we skinny dipped last year, I couldn't help but to pull over and get out and look. The familiarity of the lines of the shore and ( Read more... )

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Not a word.

Why I love my news source, Maisonneuve's MediaScout. This was the introduction to my morning news recently ( Read more... )