Tag Archives: winter

Worlds Between the Hours

Posted on January 11, 2019 by anotetohuguette

“ 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 →

Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, photography, travel | Tagged books, grief, hours, January, journey, love, magic, revelations, revels, scent, tea, time, winter, worlds, Yuletide | 46 Comments

Winter’s Shadow

Posted on December 7, 2018 by anotetohuguette

“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 →

Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, photography, travel | Tagged alchemy, Bright Nights, change, christmas, expectancy, family, festivals, joy, King tides, loss, magic, rituals, stanley park, stormwatching, Vancouver, winter | 38 Comments

The Lost Chronicle

Posted on March 20, 2018 by anotetohuguette

“ It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.” – Rainer Maria Rilke A winter walk two days after a fierce overnight snowfall left the air so cold, it carried the remnants of … Continue reading →

Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, travel | Tagged "A Wrinkle in Time", air, blossoms, books, crows, fantasy, first day of spring, gulls, light, Madeleine L'Engle, nature, ocean, robins, science, waves, winter | 27 Comments

Flashback

Posted on March 9, 2018 by anotetohuguette

An unwanted visit to a forgotten childhood realm overcomes me as I walk upon a muddied path between bird-filled hedgerow and crumbling cement – the quiet softness of winter-dark broken by laboured breath running against time, hopping over fences and cutting … Continue reading →

Posted in poetry | Tagged breath, bully, childhood, healing, heart, International Women's Day, life, memory, nightmare, path, PTSD, running, school, strength, survivor, winter | 23 Comments

The Winds of Change

Posted on February 23, 2018 by anotetohuguette

“ 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 →

Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, travel | Tagged change, city, community, ghosts, homeless, hope, new normal, streets, struggle, Vancouver, warmth, wind, winter, words, writing | 46 Comments

Ever Closer

Posted on February 15, 2018 by anotetohuguette

“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 →

Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, travel | Tagged birds, blossoms, chocolate, enchantment, flowers, love, poetry, rain, red, Spring, sun, trees, Vancouver, wine, winter, writing | 46 Comments

Winter Beckons

Posted on January 26, 2018 by anotetohuguette

“ Autumn arrives in early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day.” – Elizabeth Bowen There is a mildness to the day that reminds me of spring, the air feels warmer and my gloves have been left … Continue reading →

Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, travel | Tagged beauty, city, decluttering, fresh start, minimalism, mystery, nature, sacred, seasons, sky, Vancouver, wildlife, wine, winter, writing | 38 Comments