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We Are Moments

“It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light and winter in the shade.” – Charles Dickens Two snow days have resulted in long walks … Continue reading

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Deep Winter

“ The mind is not a vessel that needs filling but wood that needs igniting.” – Plutarch – On Listening Snow hasn’t quite fallen yet but the scents of winter make an appearance in both my mother’s kitchen and mine … Continue reading

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Worlds Between the Hours

“ Time is a game played beautifully by children.” – Heraclitus, Fragments As the last days of the old year fall away, I’m still feeling the festive spirit, especially when I come across an unexpected twinkle-lit window, move among the … Continue reading

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Winter’s Shadow

“Expectancy is the atmosphere for miracles.” – Edwin Louis Cole Most of the leaves have fallen like stars now, their caramel and maple scents replaced with an alchemy of wood smoke and Arctic air. In the last day or so, … Continue reading

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Dive Deep

“ 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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Wintertide

“ It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam. The crisp winter air is full of it.” – John Burroughs The sound of the city, the … Continue reading

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Illuminate

Winter sun sets low these days painting the steel blue water in flames of gold. I see a young woman on my walk sitting at an old wooden desk on the damp sand, writing in a big book as if … Continue reading

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