BLUE DUETS

I could begin this blog post in a number of places.  I could tell you about watching The Great Escaper Sunday night with incandescent perfor...

In late October, Veronica and I went to Toronto--our first trip together since the pandemic. We've been travelling together since we bec...

  Nikka and I used to make annual late November or early December Christmas shopping forays to Saskatoon.  We'd take in the shops on Bro...

"The meanness is the point."  That's been said about Trump and about MAGA more generally. It can certainly be said of ICE. ...

In spite of the pre-grief I wrote about in early September, I am falling into the pleasures of fall.  September is always exciting because i...

I'm not a botanist, so I can't tell you what is actually happening inside leaves in August.  I only know what I see.  Over the summe...

  I have come to call this my process quilt.  I had no idea what I was doing aside from putting together some cheerful fabrics and hand-piec...

  As I sit down to write this morning, Lyra is on my lap.  He's picked up on my mood--his timing is often, like today, uncanny.  He has ...

  Tuck loves heat.  He scurries to get into the warm spot you leave when you get up for tea, but his favourite place is the heating pad I so...

It's been a terrible week.  We may be on the cusp of a wider war in the Middle East.  And even if we're not, conditions in Gaza rema...