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April 9, 2019
Tuesday, April 9, 2019 – April Showers
I wake to rain, and gray, and a text from a friend who lives a short distance outside of town reporting snow at her house. It’s a perfect morning to hunker down in the woman cave and continue slogging my way through a challenging and pivotal chapter in the new book. # # # On another
Tuesday, April 9, 2019
April 8, 2019
Monday, April 8, 2019 – Coffee and Cameras
We enjoy a light lunch at home after church, and a game of chess. Two games actually. I protest that carrots have distracted me and kept me from concentrating adequately on the game: Maya asking for more, and Gerry chewing on them. I coerce him into a second game and lose that one too. Then
April 7, 2019
Sunday, April 7, 2019 – Life on the Deck
It rains. One of those April rains where the sky suddenly grow dark, and the clouds burst forth. Then, the sun peeks her tentative face through the clouds, a rainbow appears in the sky, and, before you know it, it the sky is blue and the rain and the rainbow are fleeting memories. I spot
April 6, 2019
Saturday, April 6, 2019 – A Saturday
If you are creating something real, structure will reveal itself to you eventually. Look—there’s the vista. You lay the bricks. Moments connect. History and heritage ripple through the present. A voice emerges like a strain of music. And then—through the fog—a shape. It may not be what you expected. It may not even be what
April 5, 2019
Friday, April 5, 2019 – A Week
I sequester myself in the woman cave and write every morning. I’m in the zone, words flow, it’s wonderful. One afternoon we run errands and it’s sunny and warm. We’re on the way to the green grocer and I say that it’s almost time for iced capps. Gerry abruptly turns left into the Tim Hortons
April 4, 2019
Thursday, April 4, 2019 – Hovering
I throw open the window coverings in our bedroom and I am in awe at a massive fog back snaking its way down the valley. Above, the sky is clear, and ever so gradually growing lighter as dawn draws near. Below, well those souls in the valley have pretty poor visibility this morning. Not long
April 3, 2019
Wednesday, April 3, 2019 – Book Update
Close the door. Write with no one looking over your shoulder. Don’t try to figure out what other people want to hear from you; figure out what you have to say. It’s the one and only thing you have to offer. Barbara Kingsolver I spend the morning in surgery. Dissatisfied with the flow, I take
April 2, 2019
Tuesday, April 2, 2019 – Oh Deer
We’re enjoying an episode of a favourite medical series on TV when movement outside our front window catches my eye. It takes a second for me to register what it is. ”It’s a deer!” I’m kind of thrilled at first. Deer are not uncommon around here, but to have one so close is kind of special.
April 1, 2019
Monday, April 1, 2019 – Peace
We enjoy vegetable soup for lunch after church, and I lose another game of chess while we eat. I’m determined to crack the code of this game and beat my undefeated-in-this-house husband. I told Makiya that I’ll phone her with the celebratory news when I manage it. ”I won’t believe it’s you on the phone,”
