I was thinking of how my brain works these days, when it’s on autopilot, while I am busy doing whatever it is I am doing on any given day. I must confess that while I am knitting, I can lose count in a heartbeat, more often than not, completely forgetting […]
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
I recently watched a video of a woman in a wheelchair, her body tired and thin, looking frail, and her memory had been stolen by Alzheimer’s. The music began to play, Tchaikovsky’s Swan Lake, and this woman began to move, her arms raised gently, her head swaying, her body remembering […]
I was thinking when I woke up this morning, while trying not to think about what may or may not happen south of the border today, November 3 as I sit at my desk to write, thinking about community and what it means now as compared to what it meant […]
I had to clean my eavestrough the other day in readiness for winter, that tiresome relative we are obligated to invite over, a refreshing visiter but who always stays too long. I was fairly certain the eavestroughs were full to the brim, with leaves and pinecones and pine needles. My […]
I try very hard these days to search for stories that lift my spirits, some days my quest isn’t an easy one. The news feed on my cell phone seems to have little to report other than the madness of the “great pumpkin” to the south of us. I can […]
My Grandpa Stewart took me on adventures, before I was old enough for school and while my father was busy clearing land and though it seems in my memory as if there were only a few such adventures, the importance is found in the details. Frank Ezra Stewart, his middle […]
The Hudson’s Bay store in Downtown Winnipeg is closing soon. I heard the announcement today (October 4) on CBC Radio while I was driving, and I gasped. I didn’t gasp because the Hudson’s Bay Company is in financial difficulties, as many companies are in financial difficulties during this pandemic, the […]
Ruth Bader Ginsburg learned at a young age, before her age could be counted in double digits, that she could change the world if she tried, and sometimes using only her words. Not many children grow up feeling so empowered. She became editor of her middle school newspaper and wrote […]
I was thinking of rules the other day and the unwillingness of some of us to follow any kind of instruction, to obey as it were, rules meant for the benefit of the greater good, such as not running red lights or driving while impaired, paying for goods and services […]
I learned to drive before I turned sixteen. That wasn’t uncommon for a farm kid. Deb and I used to take her dad’s farm truck out for a spin on the back roads, sitting on the edge of the seat in order to push the clutch in completely and trying […]
Finnegan is my cat. He used to be part of a furniture-scratching duo, Olympic level. I’m sure you can guess the name of his partner if you put some thought to it. Casey. Casey and Finnegan were brothers, two tiny malnourished abandoned orange kittens who found sanctuary in my house. […]
It was warm today, the sun persistent, but trying not to be hot, surpassing that threshold without intention. August is ending, as I write this, the calendar waiting for lift-off, for the checkered flag that says August is over. I have noticed that conversations have shifted from planning backyard picnics […]
