I love September. Having said that, I always was sad to see my girls go back to school. Sad to see the bikes abandoned next to the empty swing, sad to see the ponies wandering without little bronzed bare legs bouncing against their sides, sad that sliding down the stack […]
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
Remember chasing the Monarch butterfly with its large orange and black wings when you were a kid? Armed with butterfly nets and jars, we tried to capture our very own specimen from the then-readily available supply. Then we carted it off to school for “show and tell,” and felt quite […]
I’m back in the city again, waiting for grandson #2 to arrive. It’s an exciting time, for sure. Yet I want him to stay put for just a few more days until we wrestle all the items off the “to do” list. But the truth is, no one ever is […]
I like to stay in B&Bs when I travel; more specifically, B&Bs of the historic kind, where you leave the current world behind and you sleep inside walls that could tell a story. Walls that have seen lives come and go and stand firm against change. Some communities are rich […]
There are many entries on my list of things that please me—my list of favourites, from frogs singing at night to my beloved dandelions in May with their magically-curling stems, floating perfectly still on the surface of a lake (preferably Rainy Lake) on a hot summer day, bushes filled with […]
I’m an introvert. I pretend I’m not; have covered up that truth pretty well over the years—often over-compensating for the quiet I love best while keeping hidden my need for silence and alone time. My generation were told early on in life that only the bold would succeed, pointing to […]
I’m an introvert. I pretend I’m not; have covered up that truth pretty well over the years—often over-compensating for the quiet I love best while keeping hidden my need for silence and alone time. My generation were told early on in life that only the bold would succeed, pointing to […]
I said good-bye to my pony last week—a task I had been procrastinating about for months, maybe even a year. Just a few weeks ago, we were commenting on Forewarned’s rotund belly and sleek coat, and wondering if he might be able to do another winter (because winters are very […]
Homelessness. We who have homes tend to think of homelessness as an inconvenience to witness, sometimes, if not always, judging those who live on the street, classifying them as lazy losers, an eyesore in the downtown areas of our cities. I wonder how we would adjust our point of view […]
I was looking at a magazine in a waiting room the other day. I should preface this tale with the fact I’m not a particularly good waiting room-type person. If I was a student of waiting, I would require remedial assistance, with no awards of any kind in my future—not […]
I was thinking about coffee shops the other day as I found a corner to tuck myself into in my favourite sanctuary and put on my headphones to listen to Yiruma play the piano in my ears while I created images with words on my paper. I pretended it was […]
I used to work for a lawyer for a good many years, and aside from preparing wills and dealing with corporate paperwork, my job was administering the financial details of estates. And as such, I had regular dealings with financial institutions. As a result of these “regular dealings,” I had […]
