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Ink.

December 9, 2013

We have a poet Laureate in this town of 22,000 people, and have had for at least a decade.  Her job is to lift us into a place where we remember to breathe. Here’s a bit the current PL recently posted on facebook that has stuck in my heart like cupid’s dart: “Someone forgot to […]

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Ama et fac quod vis

September 29, 2013

So peaceful, this end of September 2013. In the growing dark of the season I can feel what is timeless and eternal – the breathing of the fall wind, the lap of waves on the breakwall of the harbour.  The summer birds have flown, but even the starlings and chickadees that remain are asleep still, […]

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