"All of a sudden something breaks off sharply. The adventure is over, time resumes its daily routine. I turn; behind me, this beautiful melodious form sinks entirely into the past. It grows smaller, contracts as it declines, and now the end makes one with the beginning. Following this gold sport with my eyes I think I would accept- even if I had to ( Read more... )

Leaves are falling on my head in Gastown. They shuffle across cobblestone with the breeze and the jazz and litter the alleyways full of trees. I sit on steps and try and draw the lampposts which turn into abstract arachnid aliens. (My background has buildings and streets that ignore proportions and defy geometry.) But it's probably one of the best ( Read more... )

This morning I was still in the Okanagan ( Read more... )

Fortune quotes from the morning after ( Read more... )

We left Toronto on the longest day of the year and quickly got swept up by life on the road again ( Read more... )

I need to find a lost python in the city of Toronto. A reward sign was posted on a telephone pole near the subway station. I need 150 dollars ( Read more... )

There's nothing better than a ride at the beginning of your trip that takes you straight to your destination. Doorstop and all ( Read more... )

it was never quite my intent to stay in nova scotia so long. (or to have traveled the farthest east you can possibly go in north america and stayed with circus bohemians for a week ( Read more... )

Writing two entries in one night. God forbid I add livejournal to my ever-increasing list of habits ( Read more... )

I awoke to sandy birkenstocks, last night's memories mostly in solid form, and negative 15 minutes to get to work on time ( Read more... )