When I was a kid, the words that used to shut me down in my tracks were “don’t be silly”. Those words were dismissive and robbed me of any sense of understanding myself and how I engaged with the world around me. I wanted to be a spy, for the […]
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 love September, I do. But to love September, I first had to bid farewell to August and that is where the difficulty lies. The end of August always comes with a large dose of melancholy. I can hear John Denver, even now, crooning about it being “oh so sad […]
Dark days were ahead for me when we last left off. The infection in my spine caused considerable pain, with difficulty moving and sleeping. Patience and immobility have never been my strong suits. I was prescribed a low dose of Codeine Contin, despite being anxious about taking an opioid even […]
It isn’t easy to know how to walk back into a room I vacated months ago, without notice, while I ached for the connection to home and longed for the deadline. I picture those of you with your morning coffee, leafing through The Times and have turned the page and […]
Where I live has little or no light pollution and because of this, the sky is alive at night with the pulsing and beating hearts of the billions of stars that glow above us. This beauty, this “alive-ness” of the stars quiets my busy brain and I am surrounded by […]
The world is coming alive, with the crocus, hyacinth, daffodil, tulip, and marsh marigold in all their glory. Cherry blossoms are in bloom, like a sweet white swath announcing that Spring is here, her voice hesitant at first as she clears away winter’s clutter. Dandelions are coming. I can feel […]
I am a logophile. I realize that is not a common term used to describe someone. Logophile comes from the Greek – logos meaning speech, words, and philos meaning dear and friendly, according to Emily Brewster, with a degree in Linguistics and Philosophy from the University of Massachusetts and a […]
We know that light is life. None of us would choose to live in total darkness except perhaps those rare varieties of creatures that dwell deep in the ocean, so deep we know little about them. The trees know better than anyone the life-giving force of sunlight. They, whoever “they” […]
Winnie the Pooh and I are friends and have been for as long as I can remember. We have a few things in common, one of which is we both have very good friends. He chooses not to wear pants, whereas I find the day goes much better for me […]
My granddaughter and her mother went on an adventure with me not so long ago and we had a marvellous time. Nothing too exotic, merely a stay in a hotel with a swimming pool. You can’t have an adventure, not really, without supplies – aka candy. I was remembering Abby […]
By Wendi Stewart
I love listening to CBC Radio. For as long as I can remember my radio has been tuned to Radio One and, without fail, I learn something. I have my favourites, but Tom Power and his version of “Q” tops the list. I admire Tom’s interview style. He is always […]
I recently saw a photo from the 1950s of women engaged in grocery shopping, in which most of the women had curlers in their hair, held in place by a kerchief wrapping their head. We would innocently grimace at this sight now and for the last several decades, critically judging […]
