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Tag Archives: writing
Wintering
“We are all treading the vanishing road of a song in the air, the vanishing road of the spring flowers and the winter snows, the vanishing roads of the winds and the streams, the vanishing road of beloved faces.” – … Continue reading
Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, photography
Tagged beauty, flowers, forest, hawk, love, nostalgia, pandemic notes, reverie, seasons, senses, soul, wanders, winter tea, wintering, writing
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Longing
“ 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
Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, photography, travel
Tagged Autumn, bliss, breathe, joy, light, longing, magic, mounted horses, Narnia, stanley park, tea, transition, trees, Urban Forest Cafe, writing
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The Hunt
“ No matter what you write, you actually can’t help retelling a fairy tale somewhere along the way.” – Catheryanne M. Valente There is still a scent of jasmine and mint in the air and I’ve just slipped into my … Continue reading
Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, photography, travel
Tagged beauty, bucolic, cafes, fairy tale, family, forest, journey, July musings, love, nature, outside, searching, Summer, the hunt, writing
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Territory
“Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors.” -Terry Pratchett, A Hat Full of Sky On a downtown walk with the … Continue reading
We Can Do Better
“Music comes from an icicle as it melts, to live again as spring water.” – Henry Williamson If the pale pink blossoms of the tulip trees and the dark purple crocuses weren’t already announcing the arrival of spring, then the … Continue reading
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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Tagged Appearances, art, Autumn, beauty, cabin fever, change, city life, culture, family, friends, love, magic, stanley park, transformation, Vancouver, writing
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October Pause
“the fallen leaves in the forest seemed to make even the ground glow and burn with light” – Malcolm Lowry, October Ferry to Gabriola There is a post waiting to be published but my world has gone sideways with the … Continue reading
Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, travel
Tagged blogging, Dad, falling leaves, grief, hope, light, long good-bye, love, October, pause, peace, rain, share, transitions, writing
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Awaken
“ 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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Tagged Autumn, birdlife, foreboding, forest, forest fires, green spaces, Harry Potter, picnics, reading, red sun, September 1st, Summer, trail walking, woodsmoke, writing
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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
Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, travel
Tagged alive, art, books, downtown, festivals, mindful meditation, musings, nature, neighbours, photography, rain, Spring, sunshine, Vancouver, walking, writing
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