Are you familiar with the work of Dr. Paul Farmer? I hope so. He was an amazing humanitarian who took medical care to the world’s poorest in places like Rwanda and Haiti. I say “was” because Dr. Farmer died suddenly while in Rwanda on February 21. He was only sixty-two […]
Wendi Stewart – Wendi with an ‘eye’
Wendi lives in Nova Scotia’s Annapolis Valley, but the farm on Rainy River in Crozier will always be her home. MEADOWLARK, her debut novel released September 15, is published by NeWest Press of Edmonton. She is the mother of four daughters who did the unforgivable: they grew up. http://wendistewart.writersresidence.com
My house was full this past weekend, with my daughter and granddaughter and their canine chum. Our happy reunion was a long time coming. This time there were no snowstorms or colds or covid exposures to keep us apart. A winter hurricane blew through the day before our planned reunion. […]
There are days, happening more frequently than I like, when I feel as though I am under house arrest, where a trip to the grocery store feels like my execution has been stayed by the Governor and I’m free. But then, I come home and resume my sentence. I know […]
Do you remember the moment you knew for certain you were an adult? I don’t think age has much to do with it. I was reading Ann Patchett’s recent book of essays where she details the exact moment she felt like a full-fledged adult – the day she cooked a […]
Do you sometimes try to look back at a run of bad days and try to identify what helped send those days packing, what rescued you from the doldrums? I like to think if I could retrace my steps, I might be able to call on that memory to rescue […]
I was having a catch-up coffee with a friend quite some time ago, back when we could do such things with ease and a sense of safety. The conversation veered off into a discussion about poverty. My friend made the comment that she worked hard in life and had a […]
I was thinking of time travel last night. My mind likes to explore all subjects while I am trying to fall asleep, some of them not pleasant. Time travel was a fun alternative. I talked to an old friend on the phone the other day. An hour flew by, and […]
I’m bracing for another Atlantic winter storm as I write this. Generator is charged and hopefully will start with a push rather than a pull, if needed. Storms give us permission to crawl into a comfy chair with a cozy blanket and a book, while we let Mother Nature do […]
Many sources tell us how we should have greeted the new year. It feels a bit like too much free advice. Perhaps it is just this year. Celebrities often feel compelled to tell us how to live “our best life”. I tend to think if you don’t have to shovel […]
I see the faces, or rather the eyes behind the masks of people on the street and in the grocery store. Those are my only interactions with the world these days and though limited, those eyes tell the story of our collective sense of being. We are weary. Not every […]
I think of “beauty” this time of year. I think of the calm and quiet, of the dark, of snow banked against the house, the windows covered with frosty lace, and how as a child I would quietly and carefully move away the parcels from under the Christmas tree to […]
I got into a bit of a tussle the other day, a heated argument you might say. I must confess, some of the language wasn’t stellar. As the argument continued, neither side was ready to concede so we arrived at a kind of stalemate and I’m not sure who won, […]
