Bathing Suit Optional

Bathing Suit Optional

Yesterday I had a perfect swimming moment. The air, the water and me moved in perfect harmony.  I let the weightless feeling seep into my soul allowing a kinder, gentler view of the world arise. As I lay in the water, looking to the smoky blue of our Okanagan sky,...
Languages of Love

Languages of Love

CIt is to the hum of bees in the poplar tree blossoms that I gardened yesterday. They provided the base line upon which the black birds, sparrows, collared doves, mallards, quail and chickadees sang. As I shovelled composted steer manure into garden beds, Steve...
Building Fires

Building Fires

40 years ago, 1981. I met and fell in lust/love with Steve between classes at the University of Victoria. I sat with a hastily grabbed hot dog at a table in the cafeteria, where a dish of french fries sat abandoned. Within moments Steve arrived to claim them –...
Tools of the Trade

Tools of the Trade

My Husband Steve loves tools. For the 39 years that I have known him he has carried and collected tools. As a young man, he trained as an airplane mechanic and tools were everything. A big, tall, red metal tool cabinet occupies a spot in every garage or basement in...
A New Year

A New Year

Goose feathers rolled on the snow like tumbleweed this morning as I sat by the lake. The kill site soaked with blood and sinew was framed with the imprint of eagle wings and talons. The eagles here at Newport Beach sit in the big Ponderosa pines and poplar trees by...
Dandelion Knitting

Dandelion Knitting

A favourite moment in my life, many years ago, I came upon a young black bear laying on his tummy in a sea of dandelions.  He was carefully picking the bright yellow heads and placing them in his mouth, then chewing them slowly.  When we saw each other we both stopped...
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