I am a big fan of knitting. Do you knit? I taught myself to knit when I was 20. I call it therapy—perfect therapy—but at 20, I didn’t know it was therapy. I thought it was just a bunch of stitches cast on that took a few tries to get […]
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
Did you tune in to the Golden Globes a week ago Sunday? I would like to hear you say a resounding no. But sadly, some of you, like me, have weak minds and I tuned in—but only until Jacqueline Bisset’s long, drawn-out who-me speech had me wanting to kick in […]
There’s change afoot. Can you feel it? I can—and it has me happily rubbing my hands together and doing a high-five with anyone willing. We’re starting off 2014 with a positive foot forward with the UN declaring that “Small-Scale Organic Farming [is the] Only Way To Feed The World.” This […]
Winter is raising her icy fist around the country as we Canadians of the middle-aged variety—and beyond—tune into The Weather Network with dreadful regularity. Storms and records of cold and snowfall fascinate us it seems; winter’s entertainment. Here in Nova Scotia, we have had an unusually early winter with dumps […]
As soon as Boxing Day has passed and I know for certain that Christmas has departed and taken my visiting daughters with it and I have managed to quit sobbing and have dried my eyes, then I have a tremendous urge for lists. These lists need not necessarily be of […]
What do you want for Christmas? We all have asked that question, and have been asked it. I always come up with a blank. Socks, underwear, fresh tea towels. I just shake my head—coming up with nothing much. I remember wanting a Wonderful Wendy doll, from the Eaton’s catalogue, when […]
I miss Nelson Mandela. I can feel the shift as if his very presence on Earth, the simple fact that he was breathing, kept us safer. I felt the air go out of me, felt my insides collapse, when I heard the news of his death—despite his death being imminent […]
There are some sounds that happen in life that I find calming, relaxing, soothing. Sounds that are deliciously marvelous, such as a baby murmuring in her sleep with a sigh that says life is perfect, a meadowlark in the spring with her voice floating in my window on a soft […]
I don’t like to travel. There, I’ve said it. That’s a load off my chest. I also stole a piece of bubble gum from Perlette’s grocery store when I was five. It’s been weighing on my soul all these years, and I almost blurted out the truth on more than […]
It’s November. And where I am (which is not where you are, I realize), it is warm and quiet outside. The leaves, for the most part, have fallen from the trees and are resting on the forest floor while transforming themselves into something else. The leaves in October have a […]
I’m not a city person. There is no part of me that could pull off being a city-dweller. Still, I think it’s good for our global understanding that we rural and small-town folk are able to glimpse the reality that most of the world’s population experiences living in cities. Observing […]
I’m not a fan of crowds; not a fan of large gatherings of any kind. The noisy chatter is like litter on a windy day, blowing up in my face and making me wince. What happened to sitting quietly and waiting, for whatever we are waiting for, to begin? I […]
