Dreams and spirits, maybe there is a heaven, let there be a heaven where you can move freely, hunt and leap.
The Cardinal Visits
On souls and the male cardinal that keeps throwing himself at my study window.
I’ll give you neuro diverse!
It has been hinted that I might be ADHD. Or have ADHD? Or some sort of condition that falls along the broad neuro diverse continuum?
For my Lost Friend
Sometimes you lose a friend because you grow apart, and sometimes there is a misunderstanding or a great betrayal. But you can also just plain lose someone.
‘Flu
Looking back as a an older parent, I see that it was a gift for all of us. For me to have an illness that could be cured by love and hot drinks.
The 2024 Baie Verte Calendar
I started the year by making the Baie Verte calendar, each month represented with a photo taken during one of my daily walks in the area.
Between a Rock and a Hard Place
The trans person is caught in the middle of this false dichotomy, dropped down like bait in the centre of the orchestrated battle.
Empty Nests
I was 30 for my first pregnancy and now I am 60. I am not going to say where did the time go? I won't say it.
The End of Openness
I tried in the last year to write about the things that bring me joy, and that worked for a while. It was nice to feel joy and spread joy. That's the only reason I ever wrote, to connect with others, to share. I like to 'share'.
Imagining Crime
Do you read crime fiction? Do you ever wonder why? Meg D. Edwards expertly unpacks three new crime novels in this article from ABT 97: Kevin Major’s Four for Fogo Island, Natalie Carter-Giles’s Hunting Helena and Shelly Kawaja’s The Raw Light of Morning. She also grapples with why good people read about bad things. https://atlanticbooks.ca/stories/3-newfoundland-crime-novels-explore-the-wounded-soul/
Notes from a Sinking Isthmus 