The Masked Month
I have worn many masks in the past. Mud masks, green algae masks, egg yolk masks, a beet and yogurt mask – all plastered on my face and guaranteed by […]
I have worn many masks in the past. Mud masks, green algae masks, egg yolk masks, a beet and yogurt mask – all plastered on my face and guaranteed by […]
In September the vision of small bodies trundling off to school with backpacks almost as big as they are warm the heart and bring a rush of memory. When I […]
The other day I was witness to two very young girls flying around the beach, arms out like birds, singing over and over again at the top of their voices; […]
When the fullness of summer passes along through months of sun, it finds itself not – so – suddenly nose up to autumn, the time of seeding. And after those […]
After a long summer of renovations on our home in Canada, and before signing on the dotted line for the sale of our dear old home, I had three of […]
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There I stood cowering in a dark corner, waiting for a wet puppet to be mercilessly rubbed on my face. And so ended my family Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving in Canada comes […]
Ah the bed. The place of action, rest and respite. When you are single, it has its uses. When you have children, you can magnify those uses by a quotient […]
There have been many interesting hair days in our family. I recall a few hairdos given sibling-to-sibling when mom was out of the room. One resulted in very tiny strands […]