Just the other day I was remembering Sunday drives from my childhood–the whole family piled into the car, only a brief argument about who got stuck in the middle. Me. The burden of being the youngest. Erma Bombeck said never have more children than you have car windows. She was […]
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 was thinking of what it means to be part of a community–a community who has known you since you were little; when they saw you on the street and were surprised at how you’d changed, how you’d grown, how you can ride a bike, drive a car, get a […]
The world grew a little quieter on March 14, 2018 with the passing of Stephen Hawking. Not grounded in anything defendable, I somehow thought Stephen would live forever–the champion of a disease that held his body captive for 55 years but not his mind. “In my mind I am free,” […]
I remember Saturday morning cartoons with great fondness. I know we “older generation” types can be nostalgic fools, none more so than me, and our traditions and habits tend to outshine those of the generations following when we set about engaging in comparison duels and usually, not always but often, […]
There are days, many days, when I feel afraid; where my breath comes in gasps at times and my stomach confirms my fear. There are many things to be afraid of on a national level and an international level, and even within our own communities where, for example, racism still […]
It was a full moon on March 1 as I was writing this. There also will be a “blue moon” in March this year, meaning a second full moon in a calendar month. My mother used to sing a song to Aimee, my eldest daughter, when she was little. My […]
I was a farmer once upon a time and I am one still–in my heart where it counts. I’m still running the grain crusher while I am barely big enough to pour the barley into the hopper, dragging the five-gallon pail of crushed grain to the trough where feeder steers […]
It’s the time of year here in Nova Scotia when we all start to complain about the state of our roads. Truth be told, we complain about roads all year long, but it is a heightened complaint now–bordering on rage and hysteria. It’s what we do. Holes appear in the […]
“Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.” –Maya Angelou The topic of loneliness is on the airwaves these days. Perhaps winter is when we become more acutely aware of the affects of loneliness. CBC’s “Cross-Country Check-Up” recently discussed […]
Many times (perhaps most times) when I listen to the infinite struggles that are reported on any given day, I can’t help wondering what is it that I can do? I mostly shrug my shoulders and feel powerless. I recycle with great enthusiasm and I feel noble having very little […]
I’m trying very hard to recover from the ‘flu that I’ve had since Dec. 28. I’m just barely clinging to a sense of humour as I continue to cough up a lung, sleepless night after sleepless night, while I lie in bed feeling as though I am the only one […]
I watched a film a few nights ago, “Suffragette,” released in Great Britain in 2015 and directed by Sarah Gavron, which depicted the women’s suffrage movement in Britain in 1912 and a small group of women who strayed from their previously peaceful attempts to gain the right to vote. The […]
