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Bill Reid, Through and In

January 25, 2016

My phone is in Kingston, 200 km of driving sleet and transport trucks ago. I travel through this with my daughter from my aunt to my niece. There’s a rightness to the timing. In the Museum of Civilization in Gatineau I find a plug upstairs after the cafe closes.  There’s a bench with cushions so I […]

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Yesterday a squirrel…

September 23, 2015

I got up from writing to answer the knocking at my front door, wondering if I’d have to speak federal election with someone I’d never met, or if my neighbour needed a hand. There was no one there, save for a couple walking down the street.  When I looked down to the stoop I found a […]

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blueberry juice

February 14, 2015

I remember walking through the trail at Skinner’s Bluff one fine September day, so happy to be breathing in the beauty and wilderness there that clock-time ceased to exist. Dusk came and I was still hours away from where I’d parked. Since the forest there stretches for 2000 acres, my only safe option was to […]

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Calmer seas

September 20, 2013

In honour of the obscure fact that the equinox sun will be square to a little-known planet called Narcissus this Sunday, I spent an entire evening being as narcissistic as possible.  I examined ten years of journals, poetry and photos, the nice way my fingernails grow, the diversity of engaging and informative titles of the […]

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The sound of a giant awakening

January 2, 2013

My desk is in a new place – not sure I like it yet. To my right, a pile of ash and cherry lumber, drywall, moor vents, a roll of typar, a garbage bag full of roxyl & strips of R20 styrofoam.  A rolled-up rug, boxes of Christmas decorations from 2 years ago. To my […]

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the joy of stupid

September 1, 2012

I awoke into one syllable: Um. And then another: Agh! What day is it? Saturday. Um? holiday weekend; shoes to kid for 9am, studio; funeral at 2pm; kayak & good, time at home Where am I? Full Moon.  You are in a full moon. Um. And then I remembered how much rich, satisfying fun I […]

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Lighten Up. or, Where I’ve been these past six months

December 18, 2011

Oh how I’ve missed writing here – it feels very good to be back.  I’ve been gone from this blog for some time now, entirely absorbed in a job that I chose to expand into more than a job, once I understood the value of the Festival that sponsored said job.  It has been, I […]

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