Tag Archives: Autumn

Crows & Leaves

Posted on November 7, 2019 by

“On a bare branch a crow is perched – autumn evening.” – Basho It’s the first day that feels like fall – we woke to a tropical-like rainfall that fell in cool, misty sheets rendering the dark green forest in … Continue reading →

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Longing

Posted on October 6, 2019 by

“ Every leaf speaks bliss to me. Fluttering from the autumn tree.” – Emily Bronte, “Fall , Leaves, Fall” During the last days of summer, I decided a wander through the tiny garden patchwork of our neighbourhood and the still … Continue reading →

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Dive Deep

Posted on November 14, 2018 by

“ The artist vocation is to send light into the human heart.” – George Sand On a rare downtown visit as the summer season waned, I found myself sitting on the Vancouver Art Gallery Cafe’s terrace after a tasty lunch … Continue reading →

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Awaken

Posted on September 6, 2018 by

“ There is a time in the last few days of summer when the ripeness of autumn fills the air.” – Rudolfo Anaya The marine air that we were promised has come to blow the coastal smoke away, although there … Continue reading →

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Winter’s Light

Posted on December 10, 2017 by

“ The world is full of poetry. The air is living with its spirit; and the waves dance to the music of its melodies, and sparkle in its brightness.” – James Gates Percival Fortified with a late cup of fragrant … Continue reading →

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Storm Season

Posted on November 23, 2017 by

“ Find a part of yourself hidden in the twilight.” – Fennel Hudson, Traditional Angling -Fennel’s Journal – No. 6 With the change back to standard time barely upon us, I woke recently to a darkness in our room that … Continue reading →

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Traveller with Limited Vision

Posted on November 16, 2017 by

She makes her way, unafraid a square white sign taped to her metal walker, trusting that those who head in her direction will honour safe passage. Amid the roar of the rough ocean a flock of geese fly overhead as she … Continue reading →

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