Monthly Archives: April 2017

-1- Sparrows chirp and pluck at scraps of empty gutters -2- An old man leans on a rake and contemplates the dead spring lawn -3- Two lovers pass by their care-less laughter rising from the lane as they disappear from … Continue reading →

(highly recommended product theme for 1 1/2 yr. old boys) We all have our passing preoccupations that distract and delight us. My grandson is currently obsessed with trains and likes to sit on my lap and go “woo-woo” or “choo” and … Continue reading →

Tradition: Every Easter my adult daughter still comes over to decorate eggs for that day and the week that follows. Last year the older grandson wanted to crack one open and eat it as part of Easter dinner at our … Continue reading →

Thou shalt always carry a smartphone in thy hand everywhere thou goest in public.

The continuing saga of how two governments have agenda-edly decided to limit the educative possibilities of all individual students in the province. This began under the Conservatives who began introducing their ‘how to make money’ agenda with units on how … Continue reading →

(the art of presence and vitality: William Blake’s “Glad Day”) Simply put, someone or something either is or isn’t. He, she, or it exists and has being or doesn’t. You’ll recall that life starts and ends that way in the … Continue reading →

It was time now for love’s new song. His salvation lay far beyond her imagined graces. It was time now to give thanks, to burn all mementos. He would sing of her praises beyond their conclusion. It was time at … Continue reading →

You ask for the dream like a child set on ice cream at a Saturday circus You yearn for old calendars, broken clocks & promise to keep your corner clear of webs You want to retell your famous life-story to … Continue reading →

(Highly recommended–left: A classic film by Robert Redford–Columbia DVD, Brad Pitt’s best-ever performance; right: the interesting making of the film–DML DVD) :Our earliest sense is that of being simultaneously connected and removed. Attached, literally, to our mothers, and yet somehow, … Continue reading →

“After love, book collecting is the most exhilirating sport of all.” –A.S.W. Rosenbach You were the rarest book of all, for me, the ultimate edition. Much of you had been unread though you remained in great shape, unfaded and unmarked. … Continue reading →