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Tag Archives: wild
Wandering
“Listen! The wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves, we have had our summer evenings, now for October eves.” – Humbert Wolfe It’s the first day of autumn and after an early morning rain and atmospheric mist, … Continue reading
Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, photography
Tagged atmospheric, Autumn, beauty, enchanting, gifts, grove, leaves, love, memories, nature, reading, sanctuary, storms, wandering, wild
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#exploreKelowna (Part 2)
“ There are moments, above all on June evenings, when the lakes that hold our moons are sucked into the earth, and nothing is left but wine and the touch of a hand.” – Charles Morgan Our hotel, the Best … Continue reading
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Tagged #exploreBC, art, beauty, estate wines, family, forest fires, history, lake country, peace, road trip, tasting, terroir, travel writing, vineyard, wild
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Rising, Falling
“ So it’s true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love.” – E.A. Bucchianeri, Brushstrokes of a Gadfly It’s the last day of winter and it feels like I might never write again … Continue reading
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
Winter’s Light
“ 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
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
Time and Place
“ Maybe you had to leave in order to miss a place; maybe you had to travel to figure out how beloved your starting point was.” – Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care The white gold glow of the setting sun is … Continue reading
Writing In The Space Between Now And Then
“ By writing at the instant, the very heartbeat of life is caught.” – Walt Whitman Thunder is rumbling just above me in the now darkened sky as I sit in the jewel-like parklet not far from where I live. The … Continue reading
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Tagged Bengal cat, fairytale, meditation, mexico, music, mystery, neighbour, ocean, pirate ship, red viola, tea, travel, Vancouver, wild, wind, writing
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