a peek inside the fishbowl

This one requires a bit of explanation. Sometimes I open the front door, lean faaaarr out with a plate or lunch container in hand, and toss its contents into the wind. I’m sure the neighbours wonder what I’m doing. These bits of buttered bagels and bread crusts usually land under a mature spruce tree which […]

This MoB is pretty close to MoB #004 but with some small differences. The setting: An isolated canoe-in campsite overlooking a tranquil lake. I’m sitting on a large sloping rock and reading a newspaper while the sun gets lower and lower in the sky. My immediate surroundings are evergreen and still. There is a loon on the […]

I walk along quietly, looking off into the distance and shrouded in my own thoughts. Suddenly, unexpectedly, a small hand slides into mine. I am always amazed at how nicely it fits. I feel aglow. My shroud dissolves into the air like a fluttering ember that’s escaped from a fire. The tender warmth and softness of that little hand brings […]