Tag Archives: Vancouver

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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High Summer

“ We are invited to slow down and join in a Goethian noticing…of a particular bird with its particular gesture.” – Talbot Kelly & family (www.talbotkelly.com) I found myself sitting on a still-green hill after another delicious fish and chips … Continue reading

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Rosemary for Rain

“ Rain is grace; rain is the sky descending to the earth; without rain, there would be no life.” – John Updike As bikes flow past behind the wooden bench I’ve found to sit on, I’m grateful for the dappled … Continue reading

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Summon Down the Spring

“ Time and space are the tools of the observer.” – Emmanuel Kant Pale sunlight paints the sidewalk in charcoal shapes, revealing delicate calligraphy previously hidden by cool rain. Patience has fled as winter keeps looking back, finding ways to … Continue reading

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The Winds of Change

“ For when all else is done, only words remain. Words endure.” – Kate Mosse, The Winter Ghosts A recent article in one of the only free newspapers left in the city caught my eye, describing a worrisome new normal … Continue reading

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Ever Closer

“Wine is bottled poetry.” – Robert Louis Stevenson January has ended in a rain of spoken word poetry as Rufous Hummingbirds soar above the trees and the first cherry blossoms start to bloom on once bare trees. Clusters of snowdrops … Continue reading

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