Tag Archives: writing

October Pause

Posted on September 30, 2018 by anotetohuguette

“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 | 30 Comments

Awaken

Posted on September 6, 2018 by anotetohuguette

“ 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 →

Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, photography, travel | Tagged Autumn, birdlife, foreboding, forest, forest fires, green spaces, Harry Potter, picnics, reading, red sun, September 1st, Summer, trail walking, woodsmoke, writing | 55 Comments

Summon Down the Spring

Posted on May 3, 2018 by anotetohuguette

“ 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 | 48 Comments

Rising, Falling

Posted on April 5, 2018 by anotetohuguette

“ 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 →

Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, travel | Tagged beauty, books, breath, cafe, change, falling, family, grief, living, revel, rising, self-care, Spring, tea, wild, writing | 40 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