One of the things I tried while trying to escape myself was spin class. Last winter, my yoga studio shut down once again because of covid. I didn’t know what to do with myself. This time, I was working, so I had less time to develop a home practice. This time, I was already strugglingContinue reading “Spinning Out”
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This Thanksgiving, I am grateful… For a drive through the mountains of northern NB, covered with trees green and gold. For heavy rain on a misty lake. For a potluck turkey dinner with family crowded into a camp. For a walk in the woods, breathing in the earthy scent of fall. For making memories withContinue reading “Thanksgiving”
Two lanes cut into one, just before the busiest intersection in town. They are doing roadwork, and it seems to be taking forever. As much as possible, I avoid the area. It’s preferable to drive an extra ten minutes around than to sit and crawl along with the backed-up traffic. But the part that madeContinue reading “Easing Up”
Now that I’m feeling like myself again, it seems like there aren’t enough hours in the day. So many hobbies, so little time. I want to read and knit and write and learn. I want to organize my desk and decorate for fall. I want to photograph and craft. I’m better when I’m busy, butContinue reading “Paradox”
The Write Time
I never meant to stop writing. It just sort of happened. The last post I wrote in 2018 was mere days after I’d separated from my husband. For awhile, I suppose I tried to pretend nothing had changed, but I could not have been more wrong. My whole life was about to take a turn;Continue reading “The Write Time”
Into the Light
I lost myself for awhile. It’s been four years since I last posted. Four years since I felt like myself. But here I am, still standing. Standing stronger and lighter and more filled with love and hope than ever. I didn’t know how much I was in the dark until I climbed back into theContinue reading “Into the Light”
Into the Woods
Some days my son disappears into the woods. Armed with nothing but his imagination and sense of adventure, he heads into the woods behind my parents’ house, often with his cousins and friends. He’s done this on gorgeous summer days, drizzly evenings, and crisp snowy mornings. I’m never exactly sure what he does there, norContinue reading “Into the Woods”
I’ll Toast to That
As someone who dreads mingling, the best part of events – in my opinion – is the photo possibilities.
Like Purple Pompoms
I had fun photographing these alliums last night. They’re bright purple is a pop of colour in front of our garage, and their pompom shape appeals to my inner child. Stay tuned for more flower pictures (after a bit of an unplanned blog hiatus)… The garden is in bloom!
I love these old iron fences surrounding equally old buildings in the downtown area of Kingston. It was only after composing the shot that I noticed the broken piece I had focussed on. I like that this repeated pattern is imperfect, that the attempt at order has been thwarted. Life’s like that.