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Author Archives: anotetohuguette
Illusion
I knew the scar was coming and after three opinions, the surgeon was chosen with care, this one less cavalier, instilling a quiet hope that I might still recognize the face in the mirror. As the shiny scalpel cut away … Continue reading
Taste the Sun
“ The sun, the earth, love, friends, our very breath are parts of the banquet.” – Rebecca Harding Davis There are delicate dragonflies dancing among the summery air currents on my afternoon walk to taste the sun. After a sheltered stroll … Continue reading
Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, travel
Tagged bench, bloggers, British Columbia, children, chocolate, forest fires, generosity, humanity, love, music, poetry, roasted nuts, sharing, Summer, surprise, taste the sun, two women
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Infinity
A tired stretch of asphalt, outside of time finds itself peppered with glossy machines, sleek, moving fast, their owner’s hearts turned to stone. The needle strewn forest path, outside of time bears witness to the solitary soul seeking solace and pure … Continue reading
Summer in the City
“ Green was the silence, wet was the light, the month of June trembled like a butterfly.” – Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets It feels like Mexico during this mini heatwave that has descended upon the city, after chasing the sun … Continue reading
Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, travel
Tagged beach, cedar carvings, culture, energy, exploring, festivals, heatwave, horses, indigenous art, mexico, Museum of Anthropology, shade, Summer, Vancouver, Vancouver Mounted Police
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The Beautiful Work
“ In early June the world of leaf and blade and flowers explodes, and every sunset is different.” – John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent On this last day of spring, the promise of summer is found on the sun … Continue reading
Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, travel
Tagged beautiful work, books, breathe, hot chocolate, ice tea, leafy trees, letters, nourish bowls, picnics, sea, simply be, stanley park, Summer, writing, yoga
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Seven Directions
I find myself in quiet corners capturing wayward lines on discarded napkins or random library slips, realizing there is magic to corral and wrestle upon the blank space – the image of a modern day Pan playing his flute upon the … Continue reading
Posted in poetry
Tagged ash, beach, black hearts, direction, enchantment, flute, lies, light, magic, Pan, poetry, revelation, seeking, spells, truth, writing
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Unsettled
“ The outside is the only place we can truly be inside the world.” – Daniel J. Rice The shrill call of a woodpecker to her babies in the cavity prone dead tree breaks the slumbering silence of a late spring … Continue reading
Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, travel
Tagged birdlife, dreaming, forest, garden, healing, joy, peace. balance, picnics, Railway Cafe, solitude, Spring, stanley park, Summer, walking, wildlife, writing
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