Thursday, May 8, 2014


Tipalo Honey

Playing soul music in my kitchen while cooking, cleaning, and doing minor repairs is lovely place to add on to a classic pattern that people have walked for many generations. It makes me feel like "god's in his heaven, all's right with the world."

Tuesday, May 6, 2014

wildly beautiful

I heard a loon call early this morning. It's the sound of cottages and campfires and mist on small silent lakes. I snapped my eyes up and saw two of them flying overhead.

I looked at the subway tracks with fresh eyes today. How many trees lying in the gravel, each cut to the same length, each stained the same colour, with a line of shining steel stretching into the distance. So precise. So much work so little noticed and often used.